Poems by George Pope Morris
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As made the others grieve;
So Duty shunned the gay coquette, Love, pouting, took French leave-- He did! Love, pouting, took French leave! Old Time, the friend of Duty, Next called to see the fair; He laid his hand on Beauty, And left her in despair Wealth vanished!--Last went rosy Health-- And she was doomed to prove That those who Duty slight for Wealth, Can never hope for Love! Ah, no! Can never hope for Love! St. Agnes' Shrine. While before St. Agnes' shrine Knelt a true knight's lady-love, From the wars of Palestine Came a gentle carrier-dove. |
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