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GOOD BYE TO THE MUSE.

Fare thee well, my dear Muse! I have lov'd thee, 'tis true,
And our severing costs me a sigh,
But Time, Chance, and Destiny, must have their due,
And 'tis sooner or later-Good bye!

Good bye to Ambition, to pleasure, to pelf,
Good bye to our air-founded views,
Good bye to our follies-Good bye to ourself,
Good bye to the once-cherish'd Muse!

Yet linger a moment! for ere thou depart
Methinks I would commune awhile,