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Amor se vuoi ch' i' torni al giogo antico	A
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UNLESS LOVE CAN RESTORE HER TO LIFE HE WILL NEVER AGAIN BE HIS SLAVE	B
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If thou wouldst have me Love thy slave again	C
One other proof miraculous and new	D
Must yet be wrought by you	D
Ere conquer'd I resume my ancient chain	E
Lift my dear love from earth which hides her now	F
For whose sad loss thus beggar'd I remain	E
Once more with warmth endow	F
That wise chaste heart where wont my life to dwell	G
And if as some divine thy influence so	A
From highest heaven unto the depths of hell	G
Prevail in sooth for what its scope below	A
'Mid us of common race	H
Methinks each gentle breast may answer well	G
Rob Death of his late triumph and replace	H
Thy conquering ensign in her lovely face	H
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Relume on that fair brow the living light	I
Which was my honour'd guide and the sweet flame	J
Though spent which still the same	J
Kindles me now as when it burn'd most bright	I
For thirsty hind with such desire did ne'er	K
Long for green pastures or the crystal brook	L
As I for the dear look	L
Whence I have borne so much and if aright	I
I read myself and passion more must bear	K
This makes me to one theme my thoughts thus bind	I
An aimless wanderer where is pathway none	M
With weak and wearied mind	I
Pursuing hopes which never can be won	M
Hence to thy summons answer I disdain	E
Thine is no power beyond thy proper reign	E
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Give me again that gentle voice to hear	N
As in my heart are heard its echoes still	O
Which had in song the skill	O
Hate to disarm rage soften sorrow cheer	P
To tranquillize each tempest of the mind	I
And from dark lowering clouds to keep it clear	P
Which sweetly then refined	I
And raised my verse where now it may not soar	Q
And with desire that hope may equal vie	R
Since now my mind is waked in strength restore	Q
Their proper business to my ear and eye	R
Awanting which life must	I
All tasteless be and harder than to die	R
Vainly with me to your old power you trust	I
While my first love is shrouded still in dust	I
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Give her dear glance again to bless my sight	I
Which as the sun on snow beam'd still for me	S
Open each window bright	I
Where pass'd my heart whence no return can be	S
Resume thy golden shafts prepare thy bow	F
And let me once more drink with old delight	I
Of that dear voice the sound	I
Whence what love is I first was taught to know	A
And for the lures which still I covet so	A
Were rifest richest there my soul that bound	I
Waken to life her tongue and on the breeze	T
Let her light silken hair	K
Loosen'd by Love's own fingers float at ease	T
Do this and I thy willing yoke will bear	K
Else thy hope faileth my free will to snare	K
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Oh never my gone heart those links of gold	I
Artlessly negligent or curl'd with grace	H
Nor her enchanting face	H
Sweetly severe can captive cease to hold	I
These night and day the amorous wish in me	S
Kept more than laurel or than myrtle green	U
When doff'd or donn'd we see	S
Of fields the grass of woods their leafy screen	U
And since that Death so haughty stands and stern	V
The bond now broken whence I fear'd to flee	S
Nor thine the art howe'er the world may turn	V
To bind anew the chain	E
What boots it Love old arts to try again	C
Their day is pass'd thy power since lost the arms	W
Which were my terror once no longer harms	W
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Thy arms were then her eyes unrivall'd whence	X
Live darts were freely shot of viewless flame	J
No help from reason came	J
For against Heaven avails not man's defence	X
Thought Silence Feeling Gaiety Wit Sense	X
Modest demeanour affable discourse	Y
In words of sweetest force	Y
Whence every grosser nature gentle grew	D
That angel air humble to all and kind	I
Whose praise it needs not mine from all we find	I
Stood she or sat a grace which often threw	D
Doubt on the gazer's mind	I
To which the meed of highest praise was due	D
O'er hardest hearts thy victory was sure	Z
With arms like these which lost I am secure	Z
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The minds which Heaven abandons to thy reign	E
Haply are bound in many times and ways	A2
But mine one only chain	E
Its wisdom shielding me from more obeys	A2
Yet freedom brings no joy though that he burst	I
Rather I mournful ask Sweet pilgrim mine	B2
Alas what doom divine	B2
Me earliest bound to life yet frees thee first	I
God who has snatch'd thee from the world so soon	C2
Only to kindle our desires the boon	C2
Of virtue so complete and lofty gave	B
Now Love I may deride	I
Thy future wounds nor fear to be thy slave	B
In vain thy bow is bent its bolts fall wide	I
When closed her brilliant eyes their virtue died	I
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Death from thy every law my heart has freed	I
She who my lady was is pass'd on high	R
Leaving me free to count dull hours drag by	R
To solitude and sorrow still decreed	I
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MACGREGOR	D2

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