< The Castle of Indolence
Canto I
The Knight of Arts and Induſtry,
And his Atchievements fair;
That, by this Caſtle's Overthrow,
Secur'd, and crowned were.
I.
Escap'd the Caſtle of the Sire of Sin,
Ah! where ſhall I ſo ſweet a Dwelling find?
For all around without, and all within,
Nothing ſave what delightful was and kind,
Of Goodneſs ſavouring and a tender Mind,
E'er roſe to View. But now another Strain,
Of doleful Note, alas! remains behind:
I now muſt ſing of Pleaſure turn'd to Pain,
And of the falſe Inchanter Indolence complain.
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