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Death! that struck when I was most confiding
In my certain faith of joy to be -
Strike again, Time's withered branch dividing
From the fresh root of Eternity!
Leaves, upon Time's branch, were growing brightly
Full of sap, and full of silver dew;
Birds beneath its shelter gathered nightly;
Daily round its flowers the wild bees flew.
Sorrow passed, and plucked the 1roman blossom;
Guilt stripped off the foliage in its pride;
But, within its parent's kindly bosom
Flowed for ever Life's restoring-tide.
Little mourned I for the parted gladness
For the vacant nest and silent song -
Hope was there, and laughed me out of sadness;
Whispering, ' Winter will not linger long!'
And...​

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The winter wind is loud and wild
Come close to me, my darling child;
Forsake thy books, and mateless play;
And, while the night is gathering grey
We'll talk its pensive hours away;--
'Ierne, round our sheltered hall
November's gusts unheeded call;
Not one faint breath can enter here
Enough to wave my daughter's hair
And I am glad to watch the blaze
Glance from her eyes, with mimic rays;
To feel her cheek so softly pressed
In happy quiet on my breast.
'But, yet, even this tranquillity
Brings bitter, restless thoughts to me;
And, in the red fire's cheerful glow
I think of deep glens, blocked with snow;
I dream of moor, and misty hill
Where evening closes dark and chill...​

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Hope was but a timid friend;
She sat without the grated den
Watching how my fate would tend
Even as selfish-hearted men.
She was cruel in her fear;
Through the bars, one dreary day
I looked out to see her there
And she turned her face away!
Like a false guard, false watch keeping
Still, in strife, she whispered peace;
She would sing while I was weeping;
If I listened, she would cease.
False she was, and unrelenting;
When my last joys strewed the ground
Even Sorrow saw, repenting
Those sad relics scattered round;
Hope, whose whisper would have given
Balm to all my frenzied pain
Stretched her wings, and soared to heaven
Went, and ne'er returned again!​

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How beautiful the earth is still
To thee - how full of happiness!
How little fraught with real ill
Or unreal phantoms of distress!
How spring can bring thee glory, yet
And summer win thee to forget
December's sullen time!
Why dost thou hold the treasure fast
Of youth's delight, when youth is past
And thou art near thy prime?
When those who were thy own compeers
Equals in fortune and in years
Have seen their morning melt in tears
To clouded, smileless day;
Blest, had they died untried and young
Before their hearts went wandering wrong
Poor slaves, subdued by passions strong
A weak and helpless prey!
"Because, I hoped while they enjoyed
And, by fulfilment, hope...​

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Ah! why, because the dazzling sun
Restored my earth to joy
Have you departed, every one
And left a desert sky?
All through the night, your glorious eyes
Were gazing down in mine
And with a full heart's thankful sighs
I blessed that watch divine!
I was at peace, and drank your beams
As they were life to me
And revelled in my changeful dreams
Like petrel on the sea.
Thought followed thoughtstar followed star
Through boundless regions on
While one sweet influence, near and far
Thrilled through and proved us one.
Why did the morning rise to break
So great, so pure a spell
And scorch with fire the tranquil cheek
Where your cool radiance fell?
Blood-red he rose, and...​

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