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...! in the vale below, As to the sea your limpid waves you bear, Can you one kind Lethean cup bestow, To drink a long oblivion to my care? Ah no ! — when all, e'en hope's last ray is gone, There 's no oblivion but in death alone ! Charlotte Smith. Spithead. ON THE LOSS...

...! in the vale below, As to the sea your limpid waves you bear, Can you one kind Lethean cup bestow. To drink a long oblivion to my care ? Ah no ! — when all, e'en hope's last ray is gone, There's no oblivion but in death alone ! A later poet, Mr. Joseph Ellis, has also...

...in the vale below, As to the sea your limpid waves you bear, io Can you one kind Lethean cup bestow, To drink a long oblivion to my care? Ah! no! — when all, e'en Hope's last ray is gone, There's no oblivion — but in death alone! VI To hope O Hope! thou soother sweet...