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Her imagination winged by the wish that …. did not easily return from its excursive flight, -- to recollect that wishes are the weak resort of a querelous, impassioned mind. -- --1 My days are distinguish'd with tears; Forgotten & guilty I weep; And at eve when pursued by my fears I solicit protection from sleep. -- --2 When pity would offer her hand To soften my terrible doom Caution whispers her chilling command And hope sinks again into gloom --3 Then I think of my errors & sigh And I mourn thro the nights of my care; From reflexion I vainly would fly But am lost in the Gulf of despair. --
