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Sometimes , forgetful of my strength * My fortitude ' s eternal leagtb ? I whirl rny clench'd hand in the air
And threaten with a deadly glare ; Between my teeth fierce whispers thrill , 61 Beware of him who can , and will ! " Oh God ! Oh Nature ! n « rve me still : Delora !
And thus alone through crawling years , Clogg'd with my groans " and slow , parcVd' tears While aye the press without hath been , Driven to the unconquer'd power within ; I seenitq have risen o ' er my state , O ' er-t ime , and o ' er myself of late ; Mix'd with the elements of fate ! Delora !
Great , concentrated , high-wrought , pure , Intense , impassion ed , will to endure , Power over solitude , strong as forlorn \ Old watcher of the waking morn , As a grey father doth his child ; Let elements be mix'd and piled , We move not , be they calm or wild ; Delora \
Oh , passion ' d will ! and can I say Love rules alone this dull , cold clay ? Once glow'd it like Elysium ' s mom , Ages of bliss each moment born I My heart ' s core now hath lost its fire , Hopeless , I yearn with deep desire To gee once more—fold , bless , expire Delora !
Time still creeps on ; and still the same , I feed and hold my hovering flame : In darkness oft , or mute star-light , I ait and listen all the night To the far roaring of the sea , — Like slumbering Eternity ; While dead trees sigh , and whisper me , Delora !
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Or , the Passion of And * s * Gom * . lit
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Dec. 2, 1836, page 731, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2664/page/15/
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