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 A .DRAMATIC ODE. When in on look thy whole soul pouring, A kindred soul, to meet thee soaring; And, oh, how quickly shalt thou mark Affection's scarcely-fading spark! The slightest gesture, glance, or tone, Seen, noted, felt, by thee alone, Shall to thy quiekea'd sense betray Love's least perceptible decay; Yea, ere the alter'd heart confess, Ev'n to itself, the ardor less. Then thy jarr'd mind, too clearly view'd, Shall seem thy temper's sullen mood, And ever more and more estrange � Those, who began the bitter change; Yet all the fault, still thine shall sem,. Caprice or Faucy's wayward dream, Since mark'd their change by thee alone, By each more casual eye, thine own: These woes I bring; and if, fond boy, Thou snatch from me a transient joy, Learn, ev'u my joys from tumult flow, And pcaee thou eau'st not, shalt not, know ! Memory. In the soft guise of pensive pleasure. I will creep into his breast, .2 ......... Google

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