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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=455560" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To The Right Honourable The Lady Sarah Cowper.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let me the Honour soon obtain,<br>For which I long have hop'd in vain;<br>Since I, alas! am now confin'd,<br>Your Visit would be doubly kind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What Sorrows have I not to fear,<br>Ty'd to the Bed of Sickness here?<br>When all that's human, quits the Place,<br>And Winter shews his horrid Face;<br>Whilst Desolation proudly stalks<br>Along the dull, deserted Walks.<br>Methinks the Skies already lour;<br>Loud, from the Hills, the Torrents pour;<br>The Shops are shut; the Days are dark;<br>And scarce a Dog is left to bark.<br>O, shield me from the dreadful Storms,<br>Which my distemper'd Fancy forms!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The thoughtless Fair the Toilet prize,<br>There practise Smiles, and point their Eyes:<br>But Cowper, negligent of Art,<br>Chose, early wise, the better Part.<br>Yet from your Mind some Moments spare;<br>The Stranger be a--while your Care,<br>Who now beneath Affliction bends,<br>Far from her Country, and her Friends.<br>Come, and my anxious Heart relieve:<br>For in your Presence who could grieve?</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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For which I long have hop'd in vain;
Since I, alas! am now confin'd,
Your Visit would be doubly kind.

What Sorrows have I not to fear,
Ty'd to the Bed of Sickness here?
When all that's human, quits the Place,
And Wi..."></div>
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