Another Elegiac POEM by a Young Man that dearly loved him.Another Elegiack POEM by a Young Man that dearly loved him.
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Another Elegiac POEM by a Young Man that dearly loved him.
Another Elegiack POEM by a Young Man that dearly loved him.
Waves upon Waves, Methinks, begins to roll,
WAves upon Waves, Methinks, begins to roule,
Some strange Alarm afflicts my troubled soul,
Which grieves my heart, by founding in mine Ears
VVhich grieves my heart, by founding in mine Ears
And makes my Eyes to flow in Brinish tears.
What Tragedy is this: Death hold thy hand,
VVhat Tragedy is this: Death hold thy hand,