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I Loved Thee.
I LOVED THEE .
I loved thee—and perhaps that Fire Has not yet expired in my breast ; Than thy good name , naught is dearer to me or higher , And never will I seek to discompose thy rest ! I loved thee—though dumbly , hopelessly , and sadly , In every trial Avhich Love for man can teU : I loved thee—oh ! so truly and so gladly !—God grant that another may love thee just as well I
TO . The Hills of Georgia rest in niglitly slumber—The Aragua is foaming before me here—All is to me so sad and dark—without number
Are my griefs—thy dear picture still to me is neai Thou only one—my sweetest sorroAv Nothing can lessen , nothing can drive away ; My heart it beats and gloAvs again to-morroAV , Because it is impossible not to love to-day .
An Elegy.
AN ELEGY .
All slowly fading ia her distant home She lay a sufferer under that blue sky , At last she faded from our earthly sight , Though to me noAV her shade is ever ni gh . A Distance us had sever'd long and wide : In vain I call up every tender feeling ;
Indifferently they told me of her death , I heard them coldly that sad neAVS revealing . Yet it is she , whom I so loved of yore In all the Avann effusion of my heart , In all that tenderness which never left me ,
'Midst all the painful Avild o ' ermastering smart But pain , and love , where flit thoy both to-day ? As that still trusting shadoAV draAveth nigh , That hour itself still ever SAveet I find it , Without one tear , or e ' en one heartfelt sigh .
A Heart.
A HEART .
Years of my longings have bereft me , I ' ve outlived fancies one by one , And but some sufferings have been left me , Fruits of a heart that ' s sad and lone .
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
I Loved Thee.
I LOVED THEE .
I loved thee—and perhaps that Fire Has not yet expired in my breast ; Than thy good name , naught is dearer to me or higher , And never will I seek to discompose thy rest ! I loved thee—though dumbly , hopelessly , and sadly , In every trial Avhich Love for man can teU : I loved thee—oh ! so truly and so gladly !—God grant that another may love thee just as well I
TO . The Hills of Georgia rest in niglitly slumber—The Aragua is foaming before me here—All is to me so sad and dark—without number
Are my griefs—thy dear picture still to me is neai Thou only one—my sweetest sorroAv Nothing can lessen , nothing can drive away ; My heart it beats and gloAvs again to-morroAV , Because it is impossible not to love to-day .
An Elegy.
AN ELEGY .
All slowly fading ia her distant home She lay a sufferer under that blue sky , At last she faded from our earthly sight , Though to me noAV her shade is ever ni gh . A Distance us had sever'd long and wide : In vain I call up every tender feeling ;
Indifferently they told me of her death , I heard them coldly that sad neAVS revealing . Yet it is she , whom I so loved of yore In all the Avann effusion of my heart , In all that tenderness which never left me ,
'Midst all the painful Avild o ' ermastering smart But pain , and love , where flit thoy both to-day ? As that still trusting shadoAV draAveth nigh , That hour itself still ever SAveet I find it , Without one tear , or e ' en one heartfelt sigh .
A Heart.
A HEART .
Years of my longings have bereft me , I ' ve outlived fancies one by one , And but some sufferings have been left me , Fruits of a heart that ' s sad and lone .