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TO CAROLINE.


5.

And yet, my girl, we weep in vain,
 In vain our fate in sighs deplore;
Remembrance only can remain,
 But that will make us weep the more.


6.

Again, thou best belov'd, adieu!
 Ah! if thou canst, o'ercome regret,
Nor let thy mind past joys review,
 Our only hope is, to forget!

1805.


TO CAROLINE.[1]


1.

You say you love, and yet your eye
 No symptom of that love conveys,
You say you love, yet know not why,
 Your cheek no sign of love betrays.


2.

Ah! did that breast with ardour glow,
With me alone it joy could know,
Or feel with me the listless woe,
 Which racks my heart when far from thee.


  1. [These lines, which appear in the Quarto, were never republished.]