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Children of the future Age,

Reading this indignant page;

Know that in a former time.

Love! sweet Love! was thought a crime.

In the Age of Gold,

Free from winters cold:

Youth and maiden bright,

To the holy light,

Naked in the sunny beams delight.

Once a youthful pair

Fill’d with softest care:

Met in garden bright,

Where the holy light,

Had just removd the curtains of the night.

There in rising day,

On the grass they play:

Parents were afar:

Strangers came not near:

And the maiden soon forgot her fear.

Tired with kisses sweet

They agree to meet,

When the silent sleep

Waves o’er heavens deep;

And the weary tired wanderers weep.

To her father white

Came the maiden bright:

But his loving look,

Like the holy book,

All her tender limbs with terror shook.

Ona! pale and weak!

To thy father speak:

O the trembling fear!

O the dismal care!

That shakes the blossoms of my hoary hair