crda, istress of y ul
crda, istres of y ul,
the asur&039;d ti is run!
the wretch beneath the dreary pole
arks his test sun
to what dark cave of frozen night
shall poor sylvander hie;
depriv&039;d of thee, his life and light,
the sun of all his joy?
we part—but by these precio drops,
that fill thy lovely eyes,
no other light shall guide y steps,
till thy bright beas arise!
she, the fair sun of all her sex,
has blest y glorio day;
and shall a glirg p fix
y worship to its ray?
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