Sonnets written chiefly during a tour through Holland, Germany, Italy, Turkey, and Hungary. By Lady Emmeline Stuart Wortley |
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[Oh! come back to me, dear One! that word, which was spoken]
Oh! come back to me, dear One! that word, which was spoken,
In anger, should ne'er be remembered again!—
Come back to a Heart that this absence hath broken,
No punishment equals its self-portioned pain!
In anger, should ne'er be remembered again!—
Come back to a Heart that this absence hath broken,
No punishment equals its self-portioned pain!
Come back to my Soul!—since from thee, thus to sever,
Is to be from existence, all exiled—Undone!—
Come back to my Soul, then Beloved One! for ever—
And our hearts' o'erflowed waters shall stream into One!
Is to be from existence, all exiled—Undone!—
Come back to my Soul, then Beloved One! for ever—
And our hearts' o'erflowed waters shall stream into One!
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