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Nicholas Rowe (1674 – 1718)

English dramatist, poet and miscellaneous writer, was appointed Poet Laureate in 1715.
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Nicholas Rowe
Is this that haughty gallant, gay Lothario?
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Your bounty is beyond my speaking;
But though my mouth be dumb, my heart shall thank you.
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.

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As if Misfortune made the throne her seat,
And none could be unhappy but the great.
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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.
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At length the morn and cold indifference came.
Nicholas Rowe
Is she not more than painting can express,
Or youthful poets fancy when they love?
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