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At ev'ry line the gushing tear shall start and thrilling pains shall vibrate thro' thy heart stain'd by thy tears, the words shall faintly shew Till sense is lost amid a cloud of woe; Yet ere this Letter shall by thee be read The hapless writer, shall sleep among the dead. Yet let my Soul indulge its pleasing pain And call to mind each part, each blissful scene The fond delirium of my love pursue And tell, how much I lov'd, and felt for you! Ye smiling days! when nature bloom'd around And summers liv'ry cloath'd the verdant ground Then first my Charlotte, charm'd my ravish'd sight While my rapt Soul o'erflow'd with fond delight; Lost in amaze I gaz'd upon thy charms, Then first this heart experience'd [[unclear]] alarms; What melting accents did those Lips impart And ev'ry word shot thrilling thro' my heart Thy charms bright fair! mild innocent, and gay Beam'd forth all beauteous, and adorn'd the day: I caught thy glances with a sweet surprise And fir'd my Soul, with lustre from thine Eyes. Image of piety! when I desary'd The lovely Children sporting by thy side
