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Tro' boundless ocean toll between,
If certain that his heart is near,
A conscious transport glads each scene.
Soft is th(i sigh, and sweet the tear.
E'en when by deaths cold hand remov'd,
We mourn the tenant ot the tomb;
To think that even in death he lov'd,
<";<n gild the horrors of the gloom.
But biH<r, bitter are the tears
Of her who slighted love bewails;
No hope her dreary prospect chears,
No pleasing melancholy hails.
Hers are the pangs of wounded pride.
Of blasted hope, of wither 'd joy:
The prop she lcan'd on picre'd her side,
The Blaine the fed burns to destroy.
Even conscious virtue cannot cure
The pangs to every feeling due.
Ongen'rous youth! thy boast how poor.
To steal a heatt, and break it too.
In vain does memory renew
The hours once ting'd in transports d)c:
The sad reverse soon BtStrts to view,
And turns the thought to agony.
No cold approach, no alte-r'd mien,
Just what would make suspicion start;
No pause "the dire extremes between.
He made me blest, and broke raj hi " '■
From hope, the wretrhed's anchor, ton .
Neglected, and neglecting, all,
Friendless, forsaken, and forlorn,
The tears 1 shed mi/st evei Fall.