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XXXIII.
Many a circumstance, till nowBuried in memory's store,
Before her mental vision rose
As vivid as of yore;
Those words of caution and advice,
Which seemed so needless then,
Struck like an echo from the tomb,
And mutely spoke again;
Could that mild voice advise her now,
Banish her doubts and fears!
Useless, alas! her vain regrets,
Futile her bitter tears.
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