Oh thou I thou mark only
My longing eye
Bent on earth rapturous delight
Art thou too fled
Say did those souls beneath the roses win
Or hostile heads by midnight gloom
More dreadfull made
Or by the thrusting cliff that echoing
Down the winds laid
Prone in dust and all the conflict done
And only lift a frail monument [stone
inserted]
To mark thy once domain
Where pleasure seemed to reign
Gently lifted over the azure main
That humbled at the feet rest
But when even and the dusk
[Continued on folio 39 verso,
D07653] Sent forth that power in dread array
Thy loving favours tumble to thy ground
And all mingled combine threw around
Gone near to the once loved roof
I felt the power of loving with reproof
A sigh to be thy inmate by just fate
Him by what we’re [Continued on folio 38 verso,
D07651] taught to call
And that power so condemned rest
Whatever it is mistaken for the best