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Ahdyretch believd the spouse of God in Confefid within the Slave of Love andr Nan.
El. to Ab,
E LOI S A
A B E L'A RD.
N these deep solitudes and awful cells,
Where heav nly-pensive contemplation dwells,
5 Why feels my heart its long-forgotten heat? Yet, yet I love !
From Abelard it came,
Dear fatal name! rest ever unreveal'd,
the name appears
15 Her heart still dictates, and her hand obeys.
Relentless walls! whofe darksome round contains Repentant sighs, and voluntary pains : Ye rugged rocks! which holy knees have worn; Ye
grots and caverns shagg’d with horrid thorn! Shrines ! where their vigils pale-ey'd virgins keep, And pitying faints, whose ftatues learn to weep! Tho' cold like you, unmov'd and filent grown, I have not yet forgot myself to stone.
All is not Heav'n’s while Abelard has part, 25
ages taught to flow in vain. Soon as thy letters trembling I unclose, That well-known name awakens all my woes. 30 Oh name for ever fad! for ever dear! Still breath'd in sighs, still usher'd with a fear, I tremble too, where'er my own I find, Some dire misfortune follows close behind, Line after line my gushing eyes o'erflow, Led thro' a sad variety of woe: Now warm in love, now with’ring in my
bloom, Loft in a convent's folitary gloom ! There itern Religion quench'd th’unwilling flame, There dy'd the best of passions, Love and Fame. 40
Yet write, oh write me all, that I may join
Abelard less kind than they?
Then share thy pain, allow that sad relief; Ah, more than share it, give me all thy grief. Heav'n first taught letters for some wretch's aid, Some banish'd lover, or some captive maid ; They live, they speak, they breathe what love inspires, Warm from the soul, and faithful to its fires, The virgin's wish without her fears impart, 55 Excuse the blash, and pour out all the heart, Speed the soft intercourse from soul to soul, And wafs a sigh from Indus to the Pole.
Thou know'st how guiltless first I met thy flame, When Love approach'd me under Friendship's name ; My fancy form'd thee of angelic kind,
61 Some emanation of th' All-beauteous Mind. 7 hofe smiling eyes, attemp’ring ev'ry ray, Shone sweetly lambent with celestial day. Guiltless I gaz'd; heav'n liftend while you fung; 65 And truths divine came mended from that tongue. From lips like those what precept fail'd to move ? Too soon they taught me 'twas no fin to love: Back thro' the paths of pleasing fense I ran, Nor with'd an Angel whom I lov'd a Man.
70 Dim and remote the joys of saints I fee; Nor envy them that heav'n I lose for thee.
How oft, when press’d to marriage, have I said, Curse on all laws but those which love has made ! Love, free as air, at fight of human ties,
75 Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies. Let wealth, let honour, wait the wedded dame, August her deed, and sacred be her fame; Before true passion all those views remove, Fame, wealth, and honour? what are you to Love? 80 The jealous God, when we prophane his fires, Those refless paflions in revenge inspires, And bids them make mistaken mortals groan, Who seek in love for aught but love alone.
NOTES. VER. 66. And truths divine, etc.] He was her Preceptor in Phi. losophy and Divinity.
Love will not be confin'd by Maisterie :
Should at my feet the world's great master fall, 85
If there be yet another name more free,
Alas how chang'd! what sudden horrors rise !
Canft thou forget that fad, that folemn day,