Weeping.
IMMITATION OF ENGLISH POETS. COWLEY While Celia's tears make sorrow bright, Proud grief sits swelling in her eyes; The sun, next those the fairest light,...
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IMMITATION OF ENGLISH POETS. COWLEY While Celia's tears make sorrow bright, Proud grief sits swelling in her eyes; The sun, next those the fairest light, Thus from the ocean first did rise: And thus through mists we see the sun, Which, else we durst not gaze upon. These silver drops, like morning dew, Foretell the fervour of the day: So from one cloud soft showers we view, And blasting lightnings burst away.…
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