DOOM ‘D by my fates, unhappy star,
Dear maid, I seek the dang’rous wave;
Condemn’d by thee to wander far,
To love and Julia’s charms a slave.
Yet e’er thy balmy lips I leave,
And quit thy bosom’s snowy white;
Oh! nymph, my sighs, my vows receive,
And grant me thine, my last delight.
On each bright tear shall fancy dwell,
And memory thy soft sigh restore;
Thus doating on the last farewell,
Like misers on their treasur’d store.
But when to Julia’s arms again,
Thy faithful lover (from his toil,
From all the dangers of the main,
And sultry India’s burning soil)
Shall safe return, by fortune crown’d,
To claim the promise often made;
Then shall his heart with transport bound,
And every grief be overpaid.
If Julia, constant and sincere,
Doth to his arms with rapture fly,
Then shall no more descend the tear,
No more be heard the parting sigh.
(Caroline Maxwell)
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