XXIX.

What means this lonely tear-drop

That blurs my troubled sight,

From olden times returning

Back to mine eyes to-night?

Its many glimmering sisters

Are vanished long ago,

In the night and the wind they vanished

With all my joy and my woe.

And like the mists of evening

Did those blue stars depart,

That smiled all joys and sorrows

Into my trusting heart.

Alas! my love, too, melted

Like idle breath one day;

Oh lingering, lonely tear-drop,

Thou also fade away!

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