The Parting. Nahum Tate Alexander Huber Editor Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford
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Oxford This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. Tate, Nahum, c. 1652-1715. Poems by N. Tate. London Printed by T.M. for Benj. Tooke ... 1677 pp. 55-56. [15],133p.

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The Parting . HEre do I fix my Foot , and Farewell Love ! I will no further move . When first in Errour's Misty Night I lost my self , and rov'd about , This Ignis-fatuus found me out , Before me rol'd with Wanton Play , And beg'd to bring me on my Way . Rashly I follow'd the seducing Fire Through briny Floods of Tears , Mongst Thorny Iealousies and Fears , O're Praecipices of Despair , And where no Passage did appear , Oft have I forc't a Path , but now I Tire . What Glympse was that which struck my Eye From yonder Skie ? Welcome bright Harbinger of Day ; By thee I know the Sun is on his way . What Desert's this ? — Alas ! I fear I'm Stray'd , And after all my Toil and Fright In this Tempestuous Night , By my Officious Guide Betray'd . Oh ! when shall I arrive at the Abode Of Happy Souls ( since they that earliest strive To reach that Stage , are late e're they Arrive ) I , who am Cumbred with so vast a Load Of Vain Desires , and have alas ! So many a weary step to pass Ere I redress my Stray's , & get into the Road .