Maxioms by Thomas Campbell
Never wedding, ever wooing,
Still a lovelorn heart pursuing,
Read you not the wrong you're doing
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Never wedding, ever wooing,
Still a lovelorn heart pursuing,
Read you not the wrong you're doing
In my cheek's pale hue?
All my life with sorrow strewing;
Wed or cease to woo.
'Tis distance lends enchantment to the view,
And robes the mountain in its azure hue.
'Tis distance lends enchantment to the view,
And robes the mountain in its azure hue.
And hears thy stormy music in the drum!
And hears thy stormy music in the drum!
His faithful dog salutes the smiling guest.
His faithful dog salutes the smiling guest.
