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THE RESOURCE.
When thou dost leave me lone and lorn, my treasured One and dear,I breathe no plaint I heave no sigh—I shed no trickling tear!
But on thine Image then I live, mine only, all, and own,
And in my veriest heart of hearts enshrine it and enthrone!
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A Pyramid of sweet, sweet thoughts to thy loved memory!
For Oh! 'tis still as Death were there, when thou, Love, dost depart,
So deep a change I find and feel in this devoted heart!
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