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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=455477" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>An Apology To The Earl Of Orrery</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not Persia's Monarch could, unmov'd, survey<br>Those num'rous Hosts, which Time must sweep away:<br>He wept Misfortunes of a distant Date;<br>I mourn the Rigour of my instant Fate:<br>The dreaded Hour approaching fast I see,<br>When you, alas! will all be dead to me.<br>Then cease to wonder, if my Bosom rise,<br>And Tears, unbidden, rush into my Eyes;<br>'Tis thus, and only thus, a grateful Breast<br>Pours out those Thanks, which cannot be express'd:<br>For, O Hibernia! when I quit thy Coast,<br>Such Friends I leave, as few could ever boast.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mary+Barber">Mary Barber</a><div class=q>
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Those num'rous Hosts, which Time must sweep away:
He wept Misfortunes of a distant Date;
I mourn the Rigour of my instant Fate:
The dreaded Hour approaching fast I see,
When you, alas! will all be dead t..."></div>
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