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Mary Darby Robinson - Sonnet V: O! How Can Love
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O! How can LOVE exulting Reason queil!
How fades each nobler passion from his gaze!
E`en Fame, that cherishes the Poet`s lays,
That fame, ill-fated Sappho lov`d so well.
Lost is the wretch, who in his fatal spell
Wastes the short Summer of delicious days,
And from the tranquil path of wisdom strays,
In passion`s thorny wild, forlorn to dwell.
O ye! who in that sacred Temple smile
Where holy Innocence resides enshrin`d;
Who fear not sorrow, and who know not guile,
Each thought compos`d, and ev`ry wish resign`d;
Tempt not the path where pleasure`s flow`ry wile
In sweet, but pois`nous fetters, holds the mind.
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