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SONNET, by                    
First Line: I hate the spring in parti-coloured vest
Last Line: All nature mourn, and share my misery.
Alternate Author Name(s): Mister, Mrs. William
Subject(s): Night; Virtue; Bedtime


I HATE the Spring in parti-coloured vest,
What time she breathes upon the opening rose,
When every vale in cheerfulness is dressed,
And man with grateful admiration glows.
Still may he glow, and love the sprightly scene,
Who ne'er has felt the iron hand of Care;
But what avails to me a sky serene,
Whose mind is torn with Anguish and Despair?
Give me the Winter's desolating reign,
The gloomy sky in which no star is found;
Howl, ye wild winds, across the desert plain;
Ye waters roar, ye falling woods resound!
Congenial horrors, hail! I love to see
All Nature mourn, and share my misery.





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