Book 2 — PANTISOCRACY[68:2]
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PANTISOCRACY[68:2]
No more my visionary soul shall dwell On joys that were; no more endure to weigh The shame and anguish of the evil day, Wisely forgetful! O'er the ocean swell [69]Sublime of Hope, I seek the cottag'd dell 5 Where Virtue calm with careless step may stray, And dancing to the moonlight roundelay, The wizard Passions weave an holy spell. Eyes that have ach'd with Sorrow! Ye shall weep Tears of doubt-mingled joy, like theirs who start 10 From Precipices of distemper'd sleep, On which the fierce-eyed Fiends their revels keep, And see the rising Sun, and feel it dart New rays of pleasance trembling to the heart.
1794.
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LINENOTES:
Title] Sonnet MS. E.
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my] the MS. E.
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Passions weave] Passion wears Letter, Oct. 19 1794, 1852.
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Sorrow] anguish Letter, Oct. 19 1794, 1852.
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like theirs] as those Letter, Oct. 19 1794, 1852: as they, MS. E.
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feel] find Letter, Oct. 19 1794, 1852.
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pleasance] pleasure Letter, Oct. 19 1794, 1852.