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Fatal was the nectar'd draught,
That to murder love I quaff'd,
O'er my bofom's fond domains,
Now the cruel tyrant reigns :
On my heart's most tender strings,
Striking with his wanton wings,
I'm for ever doom'd to prove
All the infolence of love.

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EDWIN AND ANGELINA. " TURN, gentle hermit of the dale,

.“ And guide my lonely way, 5. To where yon taper cheers the vale

“ With hospitable ray,

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