Farewell, farewell] The comma to be omitted. Errata, L. B. 1798.
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The Marinere L. B. 1798.
SONNETS ATTEMPTED IN THE MANNER OF
CONTEMPORARY WRITERS[209:1]
[SIGNED 'NEHEMIAH HIGGINBOTTOM']
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Pensive at eve on the hard world I mus'd,
And my poor heart was sad: so at the Moon
I gaz'd—and sigh'd, and sigh'd!—for, ah! how soon
Eve darkens into night. Mine eye perus'd
With tearful vacancy the dampy grass [5]
Which wept and glitter'd in the paly ray;
And I did pause me on my lonely way,
And mused me on those wretched ones who pass
O'er the black heath of Sorrow. But, alas!
Most of Myself I thought: when it befell [10]
That the sooth Spirit of the breezy wood
Breath'd in mine ear—'All this is very well;
But much of one thing is for no thing good.'
Ah! my poor heart's inexplicable swell!
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