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lows, That trembled o'er the brook.
Twelve months were gone and over,
And nine long tedious days;
Why didfl: thou, vent'rous lover.
Why didfl: thou truft the feas ?
Ceafe, ceafe, thou troubled ocean,
And let my lover reft ;
Ah ! what's thy troubled motion
To that within my breaft ?
The merchant, robb'd of treafure,
Views tcmpefls v/ith defpair;
But what's the lofs of treafure,
To lofing of my dear ?
Should you fome coafi: be laid on,
Where gold and diamonds grow,
You'd find a richer maiden,
But none that loves you fo.
How can they fay that nature
Has nothing made in vain ?
"Why then, beneath the water
Do hideous rocks remain ?

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