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...in,
Then fareweel vacant, careless roamin;
An’ fareweel cheerfu’ tankards foamin,
 An’ social noise:
An’ fareweel dear, deluding woman,
 The Joy of joys!


O Life! how pleasant, in thy morning,
Young Fancy’s rays the hills adorning!
Cold-pausing Caution’s lesson scorning,
 We frisk away,
Like school-boys, at th’ expected warning,
 To joy an’ play.


We wander there, we wander here,
We eye the rose upon the brier,
Unmindful that the thorn is near,
 Among the leaves;
And tho’ t...Read more of this...

...w from thy smarts;
 Alas, for pity go
 And fire their hearts
That have been hard to thee! Mine was not so.

Never again deluding love shall know me,
 For I will die;
And all those griefs that think to overgrow me
 Shall be as I:
For ever will I sleep, while poor maids cry--
 'Alas, for pity stay,
 And let us die
With thee! Men cannot mock us in the clay.'...Read more of this...

...Beyond recover,
Let us resolve to be more wise
Than stake our future lot upon
What soon is over.

Let none be self-deluding, none,—
Imagining some longer stay
For his own treasure
Than what today he sees undone;
For everything must pass away
In equal measure.

Our lives are fated as the rivers
That gather downward to the sea
We know as Death;
And thither every flood delivers
The pride and pomp of seigniory
That forfeiteth;

Thither, the rivers in their sple...Read more of this...

...e, if thou dar'st, all charming as thou art!
Oppose thyself to Heav'n; dispute my heart;
Come, with one glance of those deluding eyes
Blot out each bright idea of the skies;
Take back that grace, those sorrows, and those tears;
Take back my fruitless penitence and pray'rs;
Snatch me, just mounting, from the blest abode;
Assist the fiends, and tear me from my God!

No, fly me, fly me, far as pole from pole;
Rise Alps between us! and whole oceans roll!
Ah, come not, write not, ...Read more of this...

...without: 335 
Ne let false whispers, breeding hidden feares, 
Breake gentle sleepe with misconceiv¨¨d dout. 
Let no deluding dreames, nor dreadfull sights, 
Make sudden sad affrights; 
Ne let house-fyres, nor lightnings helpelesse harmes, 340 
Ne let the Pouke, nor other evill sprights, 
Ne let mischivous witches with theyr charmes, 
Ne let hob Goblins, names whose sence we see not, 
Fray us with things that be not: 
Let not the shriech Oule nor the Storke be heard...Read more of this...

...he same Eyes to weep and see!
That, having view'd the object vain,
They might be ready to complain.

And since the Self-deluding Sight,
In a false Angle takes each hight;
These Tears which better measure all,
Like wat'ry Lines and Plummets fall.

Two Tears, which Sorrow long did weigh
Within the Scales of either Eye,
And then paid out in equal Poise,
Are the true price of all my Joyes.

What in the World most fair appears,
Yea even Laughter, turns to Tears:
And all the Jewels...Read more of this...

...ry leaves, quivering o'er my head, 
Like man, unquiet even when dead! 
These, ay, these shall wean 
My soul from life's deluding scene, 
And turn each thought, o'ercharged with gloom 
Like willows, downward towards the tomb. 

As they, who to their couch at night 
Would win repose, first quench the light, 
So must the hopes, that keep this breast 
Awake, be quench'd, ere it can rest. 
Cold, cold, this heart must grow, 
Unmmoved by either joy or woe, 
Like freezing founts, whe...Read more of this...

...Hence, vain deluding Joys,
............The brood of Folly without father bred!
How little you bested
............Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys!
Dwell in some idle brain,
............And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess,
As thick and numberless
............As the gay motes that people the sun-beams,
Or likest hovering dreams,
............The fickle pens...Read more of this...

...divides, 
Plung'd in those Waves, o'er which this Title rides. 


What art Thou, envy'd Greatness, at the best, 
In thy deluding Splendors drest? 
What are thy glorious Titles, and thy Forms? 
Which cannot give Security, or Rest 
To favour'd Men, or Kingdoms that contest 
With Popular Assaults, or Providential Storms! 
Whilst on th'Omnipotent our Fate depends, 
And They are only safe, whom He alone defends. 
Then let to Heaven our general Praise be sent, 
Which did our farthe...Read more of this...

...mixing somewhat true to vent more lies.
But what have been thy answers? what but dark,
Ambiguous, and with double sense deluding,
Which they who asked have seldom understood,
And, not well understood, as good not known?
Who ever, by consulting at thy shrine,
Returned the wiser, or the more instruct
To fly or follow what concerned him most, 
And run not sooner to his fatal snare?
For God hath justly given the nations up
To thy delusions; justly, since they fell
Idolatrous. But...Read more of this...

...thin nor yet without:
Ne let false whispers breeding hidden feares,
Breake gentle sleepe with misconceiued dout.
Let no deluding dreames, nor dreadful sights
Make sudden sad affrights;
Ne let housefyres, nor lightnings helpelesse harmes,
Ne led the Ponke, nor other euill sprights,
Ne let mischiuous witches with theyr charmes,
Ne let hob Goblins, names whose sence we see not,
Fray vs with things that be not.
Let not the shriech Oule, nor the Storke be heard:
Nor the night Raue...Read more of this...

...aking no denial, 
Depriving me of my best, as for a purpose, 
Unbuttoning my clothes, holding me by the bare waist, 
Deluding my confusion with the calm of the sunlight and pasture-fields,
Immodestly sliding the fellow-senses away, 
They bribed to swap off with touch, and go and graze at the edges of me; 
No consideration, no regard for my draining strength or my anger; 
Fetching the rest of the herd around to enjoy them a while, 
Then all uniting to stand on a headla...Read more of this...

...glorious flight to bind;
YET o'er his TRUE POETIC Mind
Expand thy chaste celestial ray,
Nor let fantastic fires diffuse
Deluding lustre round HIS MUSE,
To lead HER glorious steps astray!
AH ! let his matchless HARP prolong
The thrilling Tone, the classic song, 
STILL bind his Brow with deathless Bays, 
STILL GRANT HIS VERSE­A NATION'S PRAISE. 

But, if by false persuasion led, 
His varying FANCY e'er should tread 
The paths of vitiated Taste, 
Where folly spreads a "weedy was...Read more of this...

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