Morella, charming without art,
And kind without design,
Can never lose the smallest part
Of such a heart as mine.
Obliged a thousand several ways,
It ne'er can break her chains,
While passion which her beauties raise
My gratitude maintains.
More verses by Matthew Prior
- Songs Set To Music: 27.
- An Ode. The Merchant, To Secure
- Epitaph Extempore
- The Viceroy. A Ballad.
- To The Author Of The Foregoing Pastoral - (Love And Friendship)
