FROM THE NOVEL OF CELESTINA. Supposed to have been written in the Hebrides. ON this lone island, whose unfruitful breast Feeds but the summer-shepherd`s little flock With scanty herbage from the half-clothed rock, Where osprays, cormorants, and sea-mews rest; Even in a scene so desolate and rude I could with thee for months and years be blest; And of thy tenderness and love possest, Find all my world in this wild solitude! When Summer suns these Northern seas illume, With thee admire the light`s reflected charms, And when drear Winter spreads his cheerless gloom, Still find Elysium in thy shelt`ring arms: For thou to me canst sovereign bliss impart, Thy mind my empire--and my throne thy heart.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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