Absence -

A UGUSTUS , frowning, gave command,
And O VID left his native land;
From J ULIA , as an exile sent,
He long with barbarous Goths was pent.

So Fortune frown'd on me, and I was driven
From friends, from home, from Jane , and happy Devon!
And Jane sore grieved when from me torn away; —
I loved her sorrow, tho' I wish'd her — G AY !

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