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I AM undone: there is no living, none,
If Bertram be away. It were all one,
That I should love a bright particular star,
And think to wed it, he is so above me :
In his bright radiance and collateral light
Must I be comforted, not in his sphere.
The ambition in my love thus plagues itself:
The hind that would be mated by the lion
Must die for love. 'Twas pretty, though a plague,
To see him ev'ry hour ; to sit and draw
His arched brows, his hawking eye, his curls,
In our heart's table, – heart too capable
Of every line and trick of his sweet favor :
But now he's gone, and my idolatrous fancy
Must sanctify his relics.

SHAKESPEARE.

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O, SAW YE BON NIE LESLEY

0, saw ye bonnie Lesley
As she gaed o'er the border

She's game, like Alexander,
To spread her conquests farther.

To see her is to love her,
And love but her forever;

For nature made her what she is,
And ne'er made sic anither |

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POEMS OF THE AFFECTIONS.

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DISAPPOINTMENT

THE COURSE OF TRUE LOWE. FROM “Midsummer Night's dream.”

For aught that ever I could read,
Could ever hear by tale or history,
The course of true love never did run smooth :
But, either it was different in blood,
Or else misgrailed in respect of years;
Or else it stood upon the choice of friends;
Or, if there were a sympathy in choice,
War, death, or sickness did lay siege to it,
Making it momentary as a sound,
Swift as a shadow, short as any dream ;
Brief as the lightning in the collied might,
That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth,
And ere a man hath power to say, - Behold
The jaws of darkness do devour it up :

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AND ESTRANGEMENT.

Young Jamie loo'd me weel, and socht me for his bride; But, saving a croun, he had naething else beside. To mak that croun a pund, young Jamie gaed to sea ; And the croun and the pund were baith for me !

He hadna been awa a week but only twa, When my mother she fell sick, and the cow was stown awa; My father brak his arm, and young Jamie at the sea, – And auld Robin Gray cam' a-courtin' me.

My father cou’dna work, and my mother cou’dna

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