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 | The Works of Thomas Love Peacock |  |
“WHEN HOPE HER WARM TINTS ON THE FUTURE SHALL CAST”
When Hope her warm tints on the future shall cast,And Memory illumine the days that are past,
May their mystical colours, by fancy combined,
Be as bright as thy thoughts, and as pure as thy mind.
May Hope's fairy radiance in clouds never set,
Nor Memory look dark with the mists of regret;
For thee may their visions unchangeable shine,
And prove a more brilliant reality thine.
| The Works of Thomas Love Peacock | |