Euphrenia or the Test of Love A poem by William Sharp |
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All to her view seemed sadly changed,Yet why she could not tell;
She felt like one who suffers 'neath
The influence of a spell;
She tried to think, before the attempt
Her very senses reeled;
She saw the danger unto which
Till now her eyes were sealed;
No more the sunny prospect smiled,
Her vision of the morn;
But, in its place, a gloomy gulf
Seemed bottomless to yawn.
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