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some tears shed. the passions of the human heart [[underline]] are pepetually contrasted. [[/underline]] When clouds of troubled thoughts invade my mind, Thy conquering image there, dear youth, I find; Still you prevail, all potent in my breast, Now more than ever of my soul possess'd, To thee I talk, tho' absent and thy name It's best loved task my tongue delights to frame; Thou my companion, sweet descends the night; [[underline]] Without the rises no returning light. -- [[/underline]] Sure 'tis some hidious dream - Some horrid fantasy that haunts my soul With Images of Woe! O that it were A transient fantasy! too well my heart Feels her misfortunes - feels the dreadful truth, [[underline]] That thy Laura's lost to peace & happiness. -- [[/underline]]
