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# Page Analysis This is a text page from a Victorian-era publication containing poetry. The page presents a poem titled "Verses Written in Sickness," dated December 1804. The poem addresses "Domestic Love" as a comforting force, describing it as sweeter than pleasure or passion. The latter stanzas express lamentation for those suffering from pain without sympathy or care—particularly for someone (the speaker) experiencing physical decline and loss of vigor without compassionate support. The page number is 187, with a signature mark "R 2" at the bottom, indicating this is part of a larger bound work.
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187 VERSES WRITTEN IN SICKNESS. December, 1804. 4 © rHOov, whom Folly’s votaries slight, Domestic Love! assuasive power ! Life’s ruby gem, which sheds its light Through age and sorrow’s darkest hour, Sweeter than Pleasure’s syren lay, Brighter than Passion’s fevered dream ! Still round my pillow soothing stay, Still spread thy kindly lambent beam. © Alas! for him whose youth has bowed Beneath the oppressive hand of pain ; Whose claim to pity disallowed Bids him the unheeded groan restrain. _Alas! for him who droops like me, Who mourns life’s faded vigour flown, But finds no soothing sympathy, ‘No tender cares his loss atone. R2 connicloooks.comnn)