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Cupid Swallowed!

by Leigh Hunt

−0.5121 + 0.0812i

Drawing the boundary…

Farewell

by Caroline Elizabeth Sheridan

−0.5275 + 0.0891i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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Cupid Swallowed!

by Leigh Hunt

T'other day as I was twining 
Roses, for a crown to dine in, 
What, of all things, 'midst the heap 
Should I light on, fast asleep,
But the little desperate elf,
The tiny traitor, Love himself!
By the wings I pinched him up
Like a bee, and in a cup
Of my wine I plunged and sank him,
And what d'ye think I did? — I drank him.
'Faith, I thought him dead. Not he!
There he lives with tenfold glee;
And now this moment with his wings
I feel him tickling my heart-strings.

Farewell

by Caroline Elizabeth Sheridan

Farewell! in tearless agony I part!
Beloved, the pang can cost thee little now;
The thought of triumph dwells within thy heart,
The smile of triumph plays around thy brow.

But oh! when that is gone, when Time hath dimmed,
(If Time must dim) the glories of thine eye;
When the full cup of joy, which now is brimmed,
Drained by thine eager spirit, shall be dry;

When snows have mingled in the locks of youth,
And passion’s power no more thy heart can warm;
Where the cold world shines forth in sorrow’s truth,
And life itself is but a broken charm;

When the bright sun which gilds thy day is set,
A star’s faint lustre may resume its reign;
I am contented that thou should’st forget —
All love thee now, but I will love thee then.

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