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Poem by Anne Hunter
A SONG. FAR from hope, and lost to pleasure, Haste away to war's alarms! Sad I leave my soul's dear treasure For the dismal din of arms. But, ah! for thee, I follow glory, To gain thy love I dare to die; And when my comrades tell my story, Thou shalt lament me with a sigh. All my griefs will then be over, Sunk in death's eternal rest; You may regret a faithful lover, Though you refuse to make him bless'd. Bestow a tear of kind compassion To grace a hapless soldier's tomb; And, ah! forgive a fatal passion, Which reason could not overcome.
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