"When love is fetter'd, all is fire, / And tender passion soon decays; / Like those sweet birds which soon expire, / When we wou'd force their tuneful lays."
The Fatal Kiss, a Poem
Thomas Sedgwick Whalley, <u>The Fatal Kiss, a Poem. Written in the Last Stage of an Atrophy, by a Beautiful and Unfortunate Young Lady; The Singular and Melancholy Circumstances of Whose Life May, Perhaps, be One Day Offered the Publick, to the Confusion and Disgrace of one whose Fortune and Rank Would not have Power to Shield Him from the Censure and Detestation of Every One who has True Principles of Honour and Humanity</u> (London: R. Baldwin and T. Becket, 1781). &lt<a href="http://find.galegroup.com/ecco/infomark.do?&source=gale&prodId=ECCO&userGroupName=viva_uva&tabID=T001&docId=CW110969756&type=multipage&contentSet=ECCOArticles&version=1.0&docLevel=FASCIMILE">Link to ECCO</a>&gt;