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HE DEPLORES HIS LOST LIBERTY AND THE UNHAPPINESS OF HIS PRESENT STATE.
Alas! fair Liberty, thus left by thee, / Well hast thou taught my discontented heart / To mourn the peace it felt, ere yet Love's dart / Dealt me the wound which heal'd can never be; / Mine eyes so charm'd with their own weakness grow / That my dull mind of reason spurns the chain; / All worldly occupation they disdain, / Ah! that I should myself have train'd them so.