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Last Line: Within their current turns to stone
Alternate Author Name(s): Little, Thomas
Subject(s): Ireland; Superstition

I WISH I was by that dim lake
Where sinful souls their farewells take
Of this vain world, and half-way lie
In Death'''s cold shadow, ere they die.
There, there, far from thee,
Deceitful world, my home should be,''"
Where, come what might of gloom and pain,
False hope should ne'''er deceive again!

The lifeless sky,''"the mournful sound
Of unseen waters, falling round,''"
The dry leaves quivering o'''er my head,
Like man, unquiet even when dead,''"
These, ay! these should wean
My soul from life'''s deluding scene,
And turn each thought, each wish I have,
Like willows, downward towards the grave.

As they who to their couch at night
Would welcome sleep first quench the light,
So must the hopes that keep this breast
Awake be quenched, ere it can rest.
Cold, cold, my heart must grow,
Unchanged by either joy or woe,
Like freezing founts, where all that '''s thrown
Within their current turns to stone

Cross patch, draw the latch,
Sit by the fire and spin;
Take a cup and drink it up,
Then call your neighbors in

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