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HE CONFESSES THE VANITY OF HIS PASSION
Ye who in rhymes dispersed the echoes hear / Of those sad sighs with which my heart I fed / When early youth my mazy wanderings led, / Fondly diverse from what I now appear, / Fluttering 'twixt frantic hope and frantic fear, / From those by whom my various style is read, / I hope, if e'er their hearts for love have bled, / Not only pardon, but perhaps a tear.