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William Stanley Braithwaite, ed.  The Book of Georgian Verse.  1909.
By William Lisle Bowles (1762–1850)
WHOSE was that gentle voice, that, whispering sweet,
  Promised methought long days of bliss sincere!
  Soothing it stole on my deluded ear,
Most like soft music, that might sometimes cheat
  Thoughts dark and drooping! ’Twas the voice of Hope.        5
Of love, and social scenes, it seemed to speak,
Of truth, of friendship, of affection meek;
  That oh! poor friend, might to life’s downward slope
Lead us in peace, and bless our latest hours.
  Ah me! the prospect saddened as she sung;        10
  Loud on my startled ear the death-bell rung;
Chill darkness wrapt the pleasurable bowers,
  Whilst Horror pointing to yon breathless clay,
  ‘No peace be thine,’ exclaimed, ‘away, away!’

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