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145. A. G. A. to A. S.

This summer wind, with thee and me
Roams in the dawn of day;
But thou must be where it shall be,
Ere Evening—far away.
The farewell's echo from thy soul
Should not depart before
Hills rise and distant rivers roll
Between us evermore—
I know that I have done thee wrong—
Have wronged both thee and Heaven—
And I may mourn my lifetime long
Yet may not be forgiven—
Repentant tears will vainly fall
To cancel deeds untrue;
But for no grief can I recall
The dreary word—Adieu—
Yet thou a future peace shalt win
Because thy soul is clear;
And I who had the heart to sin
Will find a heart to bear—
Till far beyond earth's frenzied strife
That makes destruction joy
Thy perished faith shall spring to life
And my remorse shall die