215. Wherein He Sighs for Those Various Charms from Which a Perverse Fortune Ever Pleases to Absent Him -
WHEREIN HE SIGHS FOR THOSE VARIOUS CHARMS FROM WHICH A PERVERSE FORTUNE EVER PLEASES TO ABSENT HIM
O looks angelical! O words as sweet!
Shall I behold you, hear you once again?
O golden tresses, Love's most golden chain!
O leaden heart trapped in their golden net!
O glorious face whose magic charms beset
My tortured soul to trammel and detain!
O dear delusion! O conceit as vain
To hug the spear's head with my own wounds wet!
If those her eyes vouchsafe a liquid beam
(Eyes where my soul, my thoughts, forever dwell)
In tenderness and pity for my woe,
Swift on the instant vanished is the dream:
Fortune intrudes and rings a sombre knell,
By ship or stallion Fortune bids me go!
O looks angelical! O words as sweet!
Shall I behold you, hear you once again?
O golden tresses, Love's most golden chain!
O leaden heart trapped in their golden net!
O glorious face whose magic charms beset
My tortured soul to trammel and detain!
O dear delusion! O conceit as vain
To hug the spear's head with my own wounds wet!
If those her eyes vouchsafe a liquid beam
(Eyes where my soul, my thoughts, forever dwell)
In tenderness and pity for my woe,
Swift on the instant vanished is the dream:
Fortune intrudes and rings a sombre knell,
By ship or stallion Fortune bids me go!
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