THE SIMPLE Bard, unbroke by rules of art,
He pours the wild effusions of the heart;
And if inspir’d ’tis Nature’s pow’rs inspire;
Her’s all the melting thrill, and her’s the kindling fire.
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Last updated July 13, 2015
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A feeling of sadness and longing that is not akin to pain, and resembles sorrow only as the mist resembles the rain