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Nil ego contulerim jucundo sanus amico HORACE	A
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Dear LONG in this sequester'd scene	B
While all around in slumber lie	C
The joyous days which ours have been	D
Come rolling fresh on Fancy's eye	C
Thus if amidst the gathering storm	E
While clouds the darken'd noon deform	E
Yon heaven assumes a varied glow	F
I hail the sky's celestial bow	G
Which spreads the sign of future peace	H
And bids the war of tempests cease	H
Ah though the present brings but pain	I
I think those days may come again	J
Or if in melancholy mood	K
Some lurking envious fear intrude	K
To check my bosom's fondest thought	L
And interrupt the golden dream	M
I crush the fiend with malice fraught	L
And still indulge my wonted theme	M
Although we ne'er again can trace	N
In Granta's vale the pedant's lore	O
Nor through the groves of Ida chase	N
Our raptured visions as before	O
Though Youth has flown on rosy pinion	P
And Manhood claims his stern dominion	P
Age will not every hope destroy	Q
But yield some hours of sober joy	Q
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Yes I will hope that Time's broad wing	R
Will shed around some dews of spring	R
But if his scythe must sweep the flowers	S
Which bloom among the fairy bowers	S
Where smiling Youth delights to dwell	T
And hearts with early rapture swell	T
If frowning Age with cold controul	T
Confines the current of the soul	T
Congeals the tear of Pity's eye	C
Or checks the sympathetic sigh	C
Or hears unmov'd Misfortune's groan	U
And bids me feel for self alone	U
Oh may my bosom never learn	V
To soothe its wonted heedless flow	T
Still still despise the censor stern	V
But ne'er forget another's woe	T
Yes as you knew me in the days	W
O'er which Remembrance yet delays	W
Still may I rove untutor'd wild	X
And even in age at heart a child	X
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Though now on airy visions borne	Y
To you my soul is still the same	Z
Oft has it been my fate to mourn	Y
And all my former joys are tame	Z
But hence ye hours of sable hue	A2
Your frowns are gone my sorrows o'er	B2
By every bliss my childhood knew	A2
I'll think upon your shade no more	O
Thus when the whirlwind's rage is past	C2
And caves their sullen roar enclose	D2
We heed no more the wintry blast	C2
When lull'd by zephyr to repose	D2
Full often has my infant Muse	E2
Attun'd to love her languid lyre	F2
But now without a theme to choose	E2
The strains in stolen sighs expire	F2
My youthful nymphs alas are flown	U
E is a wife and C a mother	B2
And Carolina sighs alone	U
And Mary's given to another	B2
And Cora's eye which roll'd on me	G2
Can now no more my love recall	T
In truth dear LONG 'twas time to flee	G2
For Cora's eye will shine on all	T
And though the Sun with genial rays	W
His beams alike to all displays	W
And every lady's eye's a sun	P
These last should be confin'd to one	P
The soul's meridian don't become her	B2
Whose Sun displays a general summer	B2
Thus faint is every former flame	Z
And Passion's self is now a name	Z
As when the ebbing flames are low	T
The aid which once improv'd their light	H2
And bade them burn with fiercer glow	T
Now quenches all their sparks in night	H2
Thus has it been with Passion's fires	S
As many a boy and girl remembers	S
While all the force of love expires	S
Extinguish'd with the dying embers	S
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But now dear LONG 'tis midnight's noon	I2
And clouds obscure the watery moon	I2
Whose beauties I shall not rehearse	J2
Describ'd in every stripling's verse	J2
For why should I the path go o'er	B2
Which every bard has trod before	O
Yet ere yon silver lamp of night	H2
Has thrice perform'd her stated round	K2
Has thrice retrac'd her path of light	H2
And chas'd away the gloom profound	K2
I trust that we my gentle Friend	L2
Shall see her rolling orbit wend	L2
Above the dear lov'd peaceful seat	M2
Which once contain'd our youth's retreat	M2
And then with those our childhood knew	A2
We'll mingle in the festive crew	A2
While many a tale of former day	N2
Shall wing the laughing hours away	N2
And all the flow of souls shall pour	O
The sacred intellectual shower	B2
Nor cease till Luna's waning horn	Y
Scarce glimmers through the mist of Morn	Y

George Gordon Byron

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