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THE DIRGE OF AMORET.

1 WHY glide the hours so swift away,
2 When love and fortune shine?
3 Years seem'd but as a passing day,
4 When Amoret was mine.
5 Was mine! sad sounds, ye ring my knell,
6 And bid to joy a long farewell!
7 Her voice could sooth the soul of care,
8 And lull despair to rest;
9 Why was she form'd divinely fair?
10 And why was I so bless'd?
11 So bless'd no more; I hear the knell,
12 Which bids the world a long farewell.

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Title (in Source Edition): THE DIRGE OF AMORET.
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Poems, by Mrs. John Hunter. London: Printed for T. Payne, Mews Gate, by T. Bensley, Bolt Court, Fleet Street, 1802, p. 92. 

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