“I joy to see that still on earth
The sympathetic sigh
Can in a human heart find birth,
Or pity dim the eye.
For long I thought all feeling gone;
Disgust had seiz’d my heart:
I view’d the selfish world with scorn,
But pride conceal’d my smart-
And men beyond conception base,
And women false and vain:
My wand’ring heart ne’er found a place,
Cast back on me again.
From such a world alarm’d I fly,
In solitude to pine;
I feel, but will in secret die,
And guard those feelings mine.
(Charlotte Dacre)”
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