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| Text: | Self-Reproach. |
| Translator: | Joseph Morris |
O the weakness, O the folly,
That my heart did e’er entwine
Round a joy, or hope, or promise,
Vain, unstable World, of thine!
Thou with all thy proffered treasure
Shalt ere long from me remove:—
Turn, fond heart, with holy rapture,
Unto God thy trust and love.
Are there none of my companions,
Will from life attend me forth,
Or will fondly watch beside me
In the cold and silent earth?
All thy boasting this, O Friendship!
Shedding tears and heaving sighs,
When my need of thee is greatest,
When thy doting votary dies?
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | O the weakness, O the folly |
| Title: | Self-Reproach. |
| Translator: | Joseph Morris (1854) |
| Meter: | 8,7,8,7,8,7,8,7 |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1854 |
| Notes: | Public Domain. |
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