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C.D. Warner, et al., comp.  The Library of the World’s Best Literature.
An Anthology in Thirty Volumes.  1917.
 
The Time I’ve Lost in Wooing
By Thomas Moore (1779–1852)
 
THE TIME I’ve lost in wooing,
In watching and pursuing
      The light that lies
      In woman’s eyes,
Has been my heart’s undoing.        5
Though Wisdom oft has sought me,
I scorned the lore she brought me:
      My only books
      Were woman’s looks,
And folly’s all they’ve taught me.        10
 
Her smile when Beauty granted,
I hung with gaze enchanted,
      Like him, the sprite
      Whom maids by night
Oft meet in glen that’s haunted.        15
Like him, too, Beauty won me;
But while her eyes were on me,
      If once their ray
      Was turned away,
Oh! winds could not outrun me.        20
 
And are those follies going?
And is my proud heart growing
      Too cold or wise
      For brilliant eyes
Again to set it glowing?        25
No—vain, alas! the endeavor
From bonds so sweet to sever:
      Poor Wisdom’s chance
      Against a glance
Is now as weak as ever.        30
 
 
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