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Blest be the boy by virtue nurst	A
Who knows not aught of fear's controul	B
And keeps in peril's sudden burst	A
The freedom of an active soul	B
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Such was a lively Tuscan boy	C
Who lived the youthful Tasso's friend	A
Friendship and verse his early joy	C
And music form'd with love to blend	A
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Love had inspir'd his tender frame	D
His years but two above eleven	E
The sister of his friend his flame	D
A lovely little light of Heaven	E
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Born in the same propitious year	F
Together nurst together taught	A
Each learn'd to hold the other dear	F
In perfect unison of thought	A
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Their forms their talents and their talk	G
Seem'd match'd by some angelic powers	H
Ne'er grew upon a rose's stalk	G
A sweeter pair of social flowers	H
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Fortunio was the stripling's name	D
Cornelia his affection's queen	I
Both to all eyes where'er they came	D
Endear'd by their attractive mien	I
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For like a pair of fairy sprites	H
Endued with soft therial grace	H
Enrapt in musical delights	H
They hardly seem'd of mortal race	H
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Often the youth in early morn	J
Awak'd a social sylvan flute	A
To notes as gay as Dian's horn	J
Or tender as Apollo's lute	A
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Then at his side his sovereign fair	K
Appear'd the rising day to greet	A
Uniting to his dulcet air	K
Devotion's song divinely sweet	A
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A fund of joys that never waste	A
Nature to this sweet pair had given	E
Invention harmony and taste	A
And fancy brightest gift of Heaven	E
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In quest of many a new device	H
Thro' pathless scenes they joy'd to roam	L
Composing songs most wildly sweet	A
Heard with parental pride at home	L
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Delighted in a wood to rove	M
That near their native city spread	A
There of its gayest flowers they wove	M
A garland for each other's head	A
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One morn when this dear task was done	E
And just as each the other crown'd	A
Seeking deep shade to 'scape the sun	E
A piteous spectacle they found	A
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It was a dead disfigur'd fawn	N
Its milk white haunch some monster tore	O
It perish'd in that morning's dawn	N
Nor had the sun yet dried its gore	O
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Cornelia nature's genuine child	A
Caress'd the dead with pity pale	B
It's mangled limb with gesture mild	A
She shrouded in her sea green veil	B
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The sympathetic pair agreed	A
To form a grave without a spade	A
Bury their fawn beneath a tree	P
And chaunt a requiem to his shade	A
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Fortunio had a rustic knife	Q
With this their feeling task they plann'd	A
And often in a friendly strife	Q
They claim'd it from each other's hand	A
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But ere their tedious toil advanc'd	A
Towards its kind and tender end	A
Cornelia as her quick eye glanc'd	A
Saw what escap'd her toiling friend	A
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It was a sight that well might shake	R
A little heart of stouter mould	A
A sight that made Cornelia quake	R
And all her quivering fibres cold	A
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A furious Stag advancing sprung	S
Eager along the echoing wood	A
As if vindictive for his young	S
To reach the spot where now they stood	A
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Cornelia scarce could stand for she	P
Began her guardian to entreat	A
Seizing his busy arm to flee	P
Far from the fawn before her feet	A
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The youth her painful terror saw	H
And with a manly sterness said	A
In a firm voice inspiring awe	T
Cornelia I must be obeyed	A
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True love is brave whate'er may chance	H
Behind this tree's protecting bole	B
Stand thou nor fear the Stag's advance	H
But trust to thy Fortunio's soul	B
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The faithful maid in double dread	A
Fear'd to offend him more than death	U
And now as near the fierce foe sped	A
Behind the tree she pants for breath	U
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Yet peeping thence in fond alarm	V
Most trembling for her guardian's life	Q
She looks expecting that his arm	V
Would brandish his defensive knife	Q
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Amazement kept the trembler mute	A
To see him hurl it far away	W
And from his bosom pluck his flute	A
And fearlessly begin to play	W
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The furious parent of the dead	A
Marking him near his blood stain'd young	S
Aim'd at his breast with hostile head	A
As near the dauntless boy he sprung	S
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But ere the branching horns could reach	X
That object of ill founded ire	Y
Sounds of resistless magic teach	X
Submission to the savage sire	Z
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The young musician richly pour'd	A
Notes from his pipe so wond'rous sweet	A
A rav'nous pard must have ador'd	A
And melted at the minstrel's feet	A
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So softly plaintive was the strain	A2
No living thing unmov'd could hear	B2
What took from terror all its pain	A2
And mixt delight with sorrow's tear	K
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The Stag with a pathetic grace	H
Look'd up most eloquently mute	A
And sighing in Fortunio's face	H
Now lick'd the hand that held his flute	A
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Cornelia saw with blest relief	C2
The scene that every fear dismist	A
And sharing all his love and grief	C2
Her foe so humaniz'd she kist	A
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Then by her brave musician's side	A
She fondly claspt his honour'd hand	A
And give me credit now she cried	A
For staying at thy stern command	A
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Henceforth tho' plung'd in perils new	D2
I shrink from none if thou art near	F
But feel our sacred maxim true	D2
That perfect love will cast out fear	F
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This Stag to thee will ever shew	D2
The gratitude thy strains inspire	Y
And those who soothe a parent's woe	E2
Are dear to Heaven's all soothing sire	Z
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Our duty to this hapless fawn	N
We will perform and often fly	B
To hail his grave at early dawn	N
Youth and misfortune claim a sigh	B
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The lovely nymph prophetic spoke	F2
The Stag as taught by powers above	G2
Oft met them at their fav'rite oak	F2
And seem'd to bless their tender love	G2
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Here oft the little fair retir'd	A
Here lov'd from gayer scenes withdrawn	N
To breathe what harmony inspir'd	A
A dirge to memorize the fawn	N

William Hayley

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