Love taught my tears in sadder notes to flow, And tuned my heart to elegies of woe. I burn, I burn, as when thro’ ripen’d corn By driving winds the s… - Alexander Pope

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Love taught my tears in sadder notes to flow,
And tuned my heart to elegies of woe.
I burn, I burn, as when thro’ ripen’d corn
By driving winds the spreading flames are borne!
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No more my soul a charm in music finds;
Music has charms alone for peaceful minds.
Soft scenes of solitude no more can please;
Love enters there, and I ‘m my own disease.