A Sequel to Don Juan — page 144: what you’re looking at

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DON JUAN. 135 AXIV. Alas! why doth full many a violet spring {n forest lone, unseen by human eye # Why do the seasons in succession bring Pleasures scarce felt ere they begin to fly ? And wherefore do our hearts so fondly cling Unto those objects that must soonest die !— Short-sighted man! the answer’s still, ‘“‘ Because Those are all parts of Nature’s mystic laws.”’ AXAXYV. Oh! as the seasons onward glide, must we Be schooled to throw a veil upon the past ; Or to lament that our spring-dreams should be Faded and gone—too beautiful to last ?— Ah! let the floods of a Lethean sea Roll o’er those days when Time was wont to cast Flowers from his brow, and diamonds from his wing ; — Yes—let Oblivion shroud that perished Spring ! XXXVI. ‘Twas one of those delicious April eves, When, after a long day of cloudless lustre, The sun a pleasant temperature leaves, And broad red streaks in the horizon cluster, From which the earth a golden tint receives,— And at their cottage-doors the peasants muster, And chubby children o’er the meadows hie— Those gallant hunters of the butterfly ! COMmiclbooks. conn