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Ein Supplication

by Abraham Cowley

Wach, wach, mein Lyre! Und bescheidene Geschichte des thy leiser
Meisters in den Tönen erklären, die vorherschen können; Töne, die
Gedanken mildern, spornen an: Obwohl so erhoben sie und I so niedrig
sind, erklären ihr daß, solche unterschiedliche Anmerkungen alle thy
Harmonie bilden.

Horchen, wie die Zeichenketten aufwachen! Und, obwohl die bewegliche
Handannäherung nicht nahe, selbst mit schrecklicher Art der Furcht A
von zahlreichem trembling bilden. Jetzt aller thy Kraftversuch; Jetzt
trifft aller thy Charme zu; Rächen nach ihrem Ohr die Eroberungen
ihres Auges.

Schwaches Lyre! die thy Tugend, die sicher ist, ist hier, da Thoukunst
nur fand, um zu kurieren, aber nicht zu verwunden und sie unbrauchbar,
zum zu verwunden, aber nicht zu kurieren, zu schwach verwelken auch
Thou prüfen meine Neigung zu entfernen; Arznei zu anderen Kranken,
thou'rt Ernährung zur Liebe.

Schlaf, Schlaf wieder, mein Lyre! Für Thou canst meine bescheidene
Geschichte in den Tönen nie erklären, die vorherschen, noch spornen
leichte Gedanken in ihr an; Alle thy nichtige Fröhlichkeit, die
vorbei, leise Lüge der thy Zeichenketten des Angebots, Schlaf gelegt
wird, schlafen wieder, mein Lyre und ließen thy Vorlagenwürfel.


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  Poems by Abraham Cowley
  1. A Supplication
 
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