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would confess something like their shame by suppression.
It stood originally so high in the author's opinion, that he intituled the poem, "Ocean, an Ode. Concluding with a Wish." This wish consists of thirteen stanzas. The first runs thus:
O may I steal
Along the vale
Of humble life, secure from foes!
My friend sincere,
My judgment clear,
And gentle business my repose!
Along the vale
Of humble life, secure from foes!
My friend sincere,
My judgment clear,
And gentle business my repose!
The three last stanzas are not more remarkable for just rhymes; but, altogether, they will make rather a curious page in the life of Young:
Prophetic schemes,
And golden dreams,
May I, unsanguine, cast away!
Have what I have,
And live, not leave,
Enamour'd of the present day!
And golden dreams,
May I, unsanguine, cast away!
Have what I have,
And live, not leave,
Enamour'd of the present day!
My hours my own
My faults unknown!
My chief revenue in content!
Then leave one beam
Of honest fame!
And scorn the labour'd monument?
My faults unknown!
My chief revenue in content!
Then leave one beam
Of honest fame!
And scorn the labour'd monument?
Z 4
Unhurt
