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Poem by Anne Hunter


The Dirge Of Amoret


WHY glide the hours so swift away,
When love and fortune shine?
Years seem'd but as a passing day,
When Amoret was mine.
Was mine ! sad sounds, ye ring my knell,
And bid to joy a long farewell!
Her voice could sooth the soul of care,
And lull despair to rest;
Why was she form'd divinely fair?
And why was I so bless'd?
So bless'd no more; I hear the knell,
Which bids the world a long farewell. 



Anne Hunter


Anne Hunter's other poems:
  1. Epitaph for My Father
  2. La Douce Chimere
  3. A Mermaids Song
  4. A Vow To Fortune
  5. To a Friend on New Years Day


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