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GRAY'S WORKS

VOL. IV.

In vain.

Sonnet,

vain to me.

the smiling. Mornings shine,

And redning Phabus lifts his golden Fire:

The Birds in vain

Or chearful Fields

their amorous Descant

resume

their

green Alive. Descant joyn;

no

Heart, but

mine

expire

These tare, alas! for other Notes repine,
it different Object do these lyes require
My lonely Anguish melts
And in my Breast the imperfect Joys
Yet Morning smiles the busy Race to chear,
And new-born Pleasure brings to happier Men:
The Fields to all their wonted Iribute bear:
Jo.. worm their little Loves the Birds complain :
I fruitless mourn to him, that cannot hear,

And weep

the

more

because I

weep

in vain

FACSIMILE OF SONNET TO RICHARD WEST.

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