...her joyous wing, The spoiler came ; and, all thy promise fair, Has sought the grave, to sleep forever there. Oh ! what a noble heart was here undone, When Science self destroy'd her favourite son ! Yes, she too much indulged thy fond pursuit, She sow'd the seeds, but...

...spring, And thy young muse just waved her joyous wing, The spoiler came, and all thy promise fair, Has sought the grave to sleep for ever there. Oh,...undone, When science' self destroyed her favourite sou ! * Campbell. t Vaughan. Yes, she too much indulged thy fond pursuit : She sowed the seeds, but...

...spring, And thy young muse just waved her joyous wing, The spoiler came, and all thy promise fair, Has sought the grave to sleep for ever there. Oh,...was here undone, When science' self destroyed her favorite son ! Yes, she too much indulged thy fond pursuit : She sowed the seeds, but Death has reaped...

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...its spring, And thy young muse just waved her joyous wing, The spoiler came, and all thy.promise fair Has sought the grave, to sleep for ever there. Oh!...a noble heart was here undone, When Science' self destroy'd her favourite son! Yes! she too much indulged thy fond pursuit, She sow'd the seeds, but...

...spring, And thy young muse just waved her joyous wing, The spoiler came, and all thy promise fair, Has sought the grave to sleep for ever there. Oh, what a noble heart was here undone, When science 1 self destroyed her favourite son ! * Campbell. t Vaughan. Yes, she too much indulged thy fond pursuit:...

...sleep for ever there. Oh, what a noble heart was here undone, When science' self destroyed her favorite son ! Yes, she too much indulged thy fond pursuit...She sowed the seeds, but Death has reaped the fruit. 'T was thine own genius gave the fatal blow, And helped to plant the wound that laid thee low ! So...

...its spring. And thy young muse just waved her joyous wing The spoiler came ; and all thy promise fair Has sought the grave, to sleep for ever there. Oh ! what a noble heart was here undone, When science self-destroyed her favourite son Yes ! she too much indulged thy fond pursuit. She sow'd the seeds,...

...just wav'd her joyous wing, The Spoiler came ; and all thy promise fair Has sought the grave, to rest for ever there. Oh ! what a noble heart was here undone, When Science' self destroyed her favourite Son I 'Twas thine own genius gave the fatal blow, \nd helped to plant the wound that laid thee low!" His'remains...

...had sounded an immortal lay. Oh ! what a noble heart was here undone, When Science' self destroy'd her favourite son ! Yes, she too much indulged thy fond pursuit, She sow'd the seeds, but death has reap'd the fruit. 'Twas thine own genius gave the final blow, And help'd...