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9. I strove not to resist so sweet a flame,
10. My heart with love is beating, Transported by your eyes; Alas! there's no retreating,
In vain a captive flies.
11. I've rich ones rejected, and fond ones denied, But, take me, fond shepherd, I'm thine.
12. Oh, do not talk to me of love,
13. Now what could artless Jennie do?
14. She half consents, who silently denies.
2. I am constant as the northern star,
Of whose true, fix'd, and resting quality
O heaven! were man
But constant, he were perfect; that one error
CONSTANCY - INCONSTANCY.
3. Go, bid the needle its dear North forsake,
To which with trembling reverence it doth bend;
Go, bid th' ambitious flames no more ascend;
4. Perhaps this cruel nymph well knows to feign
6. Yes, let the eagle change his plume,
5. True constancy no time, no power can move,
7. Sooner shall the blue ocean melt to air,
9. Then fare thee well-I'd rather make
BYRON'S Don Juan.
8. Love bears within itself the very germ
Of change; and how should this be otherwise?
10. Oh, the heart, that has truly lov'd, never forgets,
As the sun-flower turns on her god, when he sets,
.1. Sweetest love! I'll not forget thee!
12. There are three things a wise man will not trust:
13. Tell her I'll love her while the clouds drop rain, Or while there's water in the pathless main.
14. Think not, beloved, time can break
The spell around us cast,
Or absence from my bosom take
Seeks, with no surer flow, the far, bright sea,
15. The love that is kept in the beauty of trust,
Love, constant love!
Age cannot quench it—like the primal ray
Our cloud-encircled region, it will flow
CONSTANCY - INCONSTANCY.
18. I lov'd thee in thy spring-time's blushing hour,-
The tear of April, and the smile of June :-
19. With a kiss my vow was greeted As I knelt before thy shrine; But I saw that kiss repeated
On another lip than mine:
That thy heart should not be chang'd;
20. Though youth be past, and beauty fled,
21. Thou art fickle as the sea,
Thou art wandering as the wind,
22. Inconstant! are the waters so
J. O. ROCKWELL.
MRS. S. J. HALE.
That fall in showers on hill and plain,
23. There is nothing but death
W. C. BRYANT.
J. G. PERCIVAL.
24. Where'er thou journeyest, or whate'er thy care, My heart shall follow, and my spirit share.
MRS. L. H. SIGOURNEY.
25. The finger of love, on my innermost heart,
1. Thus ev'ry object of creation
Can furnish hints for contemplation,
3. A soul without reflection, like a pile Without inhabitant, to ruin runs.
2. 'Tis greatly wise to talk with our past hours,
4. Thanks to the human heart, by which we live,
YOUNG'S Night Thoughts.
Mount on Contemplation's wings,