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wish them different. No one would wish them bound
in the chains of rhyme and metre, and yet it is sad
to remember that it was perhaps this imperfection
which prevented her sending them in time.
I beg you to read them and to love them. It was
a human heart in great need that inspired them.
“Child, you have loved, but ne’er again
Shall you taste of the pleasure of love.
The storms of passion have shaken your soul;
Be thankful you ’ll now be at rest.
Ne’ermore shall you soar to the heights of love;
Be thankful you now are at rest!
Ne’er again shall you sink to the depths of pain—
Ne’er again.
“Child, you have loved, but ne’er again
Will your soul ever burst into flame.
You were filled, like a field of sun-dried grass,
For a moment with burning fire.
Before the clouds of smoke and the burning coal,
Heaven’s birds fled forth with frightened screams.
Let them turn again! for never again—
You ’ll ne’er burn again.
“Child, he is gone—
And with him all love and the pleasures of love—
He whom you had loved, as if he had taught
Your pinions flight in the heavens above,
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