A book of English poetry; ed. by T. Shorter

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Thua ill the atilly ni~bt
Ere alumber'a cba~n hu bound me,
Sad Mentory b1inga the light
Of other daye around me.


Wheu I remember all
The frieutl11eo liuk'd together
l'ye aeen around me fall
Like leaves in wiutry weather,
I feel like one
Who trend1 alone
Some banquet-ball deeer~;
Whose light& are fted,
Wboae gnrlaude del\d,
A.lld all but be departed I
Thua in the etilly ni~ht
Ere elumber'e cluuu haa bound me,
Sad Memory brings the light
or other daya around me.
Moou.


t~t ~iu.olntian .of lwn~•lJiJ·

ALABI they had been friende in youth ;
But whispering tongue& ca.n poi10u truth ;
And cunatanoylivea in realm& above;
.And life ia thot·oy; 11ud youth is vain :
And to be wroth with one we love
Doth work like m11dnen iu the brain •
.A.ud thus it chanced, aa I divine,
With Boland ancl Sir Leoline.
Fl.cb apake word a of high died!\ In
And insult to his heart'a Leat broth"r :
They p!lrted-ne'or to meet 1\gttin I
But never eitllea· found anutLer
To free the hollow lleart from paining;
They stood aloof, the ecare remaiDing,
Like clilfa which have been rent asunder.
.A d reary aea uow ilowe betweeu ;
But neither bel\t, nor froat, nor thunder,
Shall wholly do away, I ween,
The marke of thl\t w-hich once hath been.
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