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Like Helen, in the night when Troy was sacked,
Spectatress of the mischief which she made.
Thou hast prevaricated with thy friend,
By underhand contrivances undone me:
And while my open nature trusted in thee,
Thou hast slept in between me and my hopes,
And ravish'd from me all my soul held dear.
Thou hast betray'd me.
Is she not more than painting can express,
Or youthful poets fancy when they love?
Your bounty is beyond my speaking;
But though my mouth be dumb, my heart shall thank you.
As if Misfortune made the throne her seat,
And none could be unhappy but the great.
Is this that haughty gallant, gay Lothario?
When every eye was closed, and the pale moon
And stars alone, shone conscious of the theft.
At length the morn and cold indifference came.
And one false step entirely damns her fame.
In vain with tears the loss she may deplore,
In vain look back on what she was before;
She sets like stars that fall, to rise no more.
Death is the privilege of human nature,
And life without it were not worth our taking.
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Everything is complicated; if that were not so, life and poetry and everything else would be a bore.
June 20, 1674
December 6, 1718
Nicholas Rowe, English dramatist, poet and miscellaneous writer, was appointed Poet Laureate of the United Kingdom in 1715.
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