. Emblems divine and moral . tvhom mysoul loveth : I held him, and would not let him go. What secret corner, what unwonted way, Has scapd the ransack of my rambling thought ?,The fox by night, nor the dull owl by day. Have never searchd those places I have thy lamented absence taught my breastThe ready road to grief, without request;My day had neither comfort, nor my night had rest. How hath my unregarded language vented The sad tautologies of lavish passion!How often have I languishd unlamented! How oft have I comjDlaind without compassion !I askd the city-watch ; but some denie

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. Emblems divine and moral . tvhom mysoul loveth : I held him, and would not let him go. What secret corner, what unwonted way, Has scapd the ransack of my rambling thought ?,The fox by night, nor the dull owl by day. Have never searchd those places I have thy lamented absence taught my breastThe ready road to grief, without request;My day had neither comfort, nor my night had rest. How hath my unregarded language vented The sad tautologies of lavish passion!How often have I languishd unlamented! How oft have I comjDlaind without compassion !I askd the city-watch ; but some denied meThe common street, whilst others would mis-guide me; [ would debar me ;• some divert me; some deride Mark how the widowd turtle, having lostThe faithful partner of her loyal heart,Stretches her feeble wings from coast to coast,Haunts evry path, thinks evry shade doth partHer absent love and her ; at length, re-betakes her to her lonely bed,And there bewails her everlasting widow-head. B O O K IT --^ I. K I:.^-Mi: (ant: /// /iiiir !«// ,ivv //- ///// / Tcs, mv Lf^fr Z/rr///,/, 31^

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