The Lovelorn

by Robert Bolling

 

1

Tis said indeed, but tis not true

That mighty Sorrows mortal are

And that if Life they don’t subdue

We well such gentle Grief may bare

 

2

I feel beyond Description Grief

It came with Polly’s parting Breath

My Pains in Life deny Relief

Yet distant seems composing Death

 

3

Alas! in so much Torture, I

Am scarce alive, but cannot die!

 

 

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