Date: 1810
"Bid Rowe, bid Otway's magic softness rise, / Steal o'er his form, and languish in his eyes; / Melt in his voice, till Memory hints no more / The woes unreal; but, with forfeit power, / Resigns her empire o'er the yielding soul / To sighs and tears she ceases to controul."
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