At times thou return’st, yet know’st it naught,
Like Sirius high o’er my humble dome,
And well thou know’st none e’er hath sought,
In woe or weal, such madness lone.
Fronds: “Sirius”
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At times thou return’st, yet know’st it naught,
Like Sirius high o’er my humble dome,
And well thou know’st none e’er hath sought,
In woe or weal, such madness lone.
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