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 Worship of Waller's heart! no dream of thine Reveal'd unto thee, that the lowly one, Who sate enshadow'd near thy beauty's shine, Should, when the light was out, the life was done, Record thy name with those by Memory won From Time's eternal burial. I am woo'd By wholesome thoughts this sad thought hath begun; For mind is strengthen'd when awhile subdued, As he who touch'd the earth, and rose with power renew'd.