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WRITTEN IN THE PRAYER BOOK OF A YOUNG LADY

WHO HAD JILTED HER LOVER.

To love unbeloved--O how painful the bliss!

By such passion our heart-strings we sever:

Like raindrops in rivers, which die with a kiss,

We are lost in life's waters for ever.

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