Poems from the works of Charles Cotton; newly decorated by Claud Lovat Fraser . And now from the Iberian ValesNights sable Steeds her Chariot hales,Where double Cypress Curtains skreenThe gloomy Melancholick Queen. These, as they higher mount the Sky,Ravish all Colour from the Eye,And leave it but an useless few, or no Reflections grace. The Crystal Arch ore Pinduss CrownIs on a sudden dusky grown,And alls with Funral Black ore spread,As if the Day, which sleeps, were dead. No Ray of Light the Heart to little twinkling Stars appear;Which like feint dying Embers not

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Poems from the works of Charles Cotton; newly decorated by Claud Lovat Fraser . And now from the Iberian ValesNights sable Steeds her Chariot hales,Where double Cypress Curtains skreenThe gloomy Melancholick Queen. These, as they higher mount the Sky,Ravish all Colour from the Eye,And leave it but an useless few, or no Reflections grace. The Crystal Arch ore Pinduss CrownIs on a sudden dusky grown,And alls with Funral Black ore spread,As if the Day, which sleeps, were dead. No Ray of Light the Heart to little twinkling Stars appear;Which like feint dying Embers not to work, nor travel 32

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