Susan Evance Poems

PALE ruthless Demon! terrible Despair!
Whose step is horror, and whose voice is death!
Thou rid'st on blasts that rend the midnight air,
Mingling with wintry storms thy baleful breath.
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AH! how Imagination's charms
Deceive the youthful ardent mind!
You choose a life of wild alarms,
And pleasure there expect to find.
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A TENDER heart- O what a treasure
O what a source of varied pleasure!
A gentle word- a smile- a glance-
Can bid with joy the Spirits dance;
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AH! child of sensibility!
The cold world nothing knows of thee!
The charm of sentiment- the thought
With tenderness enchanting fraught-
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O THAT religion in that breast did dwell! -
See how he leans upon the vessel's side,
And gloomily surveys the surgy tide.
Could you the meaning of that aspect tell,
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REPENTANCE, bathe me in thy sea of tears!
Ah touch my heart with purifying sway;
And let these stains my darken'd conscience bears,
By thy pale waters all be wash'd away;
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AH no- enthusiasm's hour is fled; -
- Society, ! though many a saddening ill
Abides within the circle of thy tread,
Yet fondly do I cling unto thee still.
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O TAKE me from the hated haunts of man;
O hide me on some rock-encompass'd shore,
Where I may spend unseen life's little span,
And never hear of guilt and misery more
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SOFT the bud of pleasure spreads,
Like the rose on yonder tree;
Sweet the fragrance round it sheds,
Beautiful the tints we see.
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LET me within these forest shades
Serenely live, serenely die!
This spot endear'd, which peace pervades,
Can all my humble wants supply.
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