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where is happiness?
"Love, fickle, fleeting, froward love,
Thro' briary paths now lit the way,
Bless'd we pursu'd thro' glen and grove—
'Twas but the meteor's sportive ray!
Thro' briary paths now lit the way,
Bless'd we pursu'd thro' glen and grove—
'Twas but the meteor's sportive ray!
"Next Friendship lur'd,—as yet untried;
Her mildest guise the tempter wore,
Yes, I will dwell with thee! I cried,
And seek life's bustling scenes no more!
Her mildest guise the tempter wore,
Yes, I will dwell with thee! I cried,
And seek life's bustling scenes no more!
"She heard, but soon her form decay'd,
And Friendship press'd the silent bier!
Thus, still escap'd the futile shade,
And coldly gleam'd the fruitless tear:
And Friendship press'd the silent bier!
Thus, still escap'd the futile shade,
And coldly gleam'd the fruitless tear:
"'Twas now, I own'd Despair supreme,
E'en Hope, in silence heard me rave,
E'en Hope, in silence heard me rave,
