“
Sigh'd and look'd, and sigh'd again.
— Sighs
Sigh'd and look'd, and sigh'd again.
My soul has rest, sweet sigh! alone in thee.
Sighed and wept and said no more.
Implores the passing tribute of a sigh.
To sigh, yet feel no pain.
Oh, if you knew the pensive pleasure Monarchs are too poor to buy.
Yet sighes, deare sighes, indeede true friends you areSo, gratefull now, you waite upon my care.
* * SighsStole from her sister Sorrow.
