Title] Sonnet v. MS. O.
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1] tear] tears MS. O. [4] O my sweet sister must _thou_ die MS. O. [7] gone] flown MS. O. [10] Fated] Destin'd MS. O. [11] father] Mother MS. O. ON SEEING A YOUTH AFFECTIONATELY WELCOMED BY A SISTER[21:1] I too a sister had! too cruel Death!How sad Remembrance bids my bosom heave!Tranquil her soul, as sleeping Infant's breath;Meek were her manners as a vernal Eve.Knowledge, that frequent lifts the bloated mind, 5Gave her the treasure of a lowly breast,And Wit to venom'd Malice oft assign'd,Dwelt in her bosom in a Turtle's nest.Cease, busy Memory! cease to urge the dart;Nor on my soul her love to me impress! 10For oh I mourn in anguish--and my heartFeels the keen pang, th' unutterable distress.Yet wherefore grieve I that her sorrows cease,For Life was misery, and the Grave is Peace! 1791. FOOTNOTES: [21:1] First published in 1834. A MATHEMATICAL PROBLEM[21:2] If Pegasus will let _thee_ only ride him,Spurning my clumsy efforts to o'erstride him,Some fresh expedient the Muse will try,And walk on stilts, although she cannot fly.
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