Sixty-Five Sonnets With Prefatory Remarks on the Accordance of the Sonnet with the Powers of the English Language: Also, A Few Miscellaneous Poems [by Thomas Doubleday] |
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LV.
Shade of my long lov'd Mira, if that e'erDeparted souls again on earth might roam,
Some vision of thy semblance sure would come
This wither'd and deserted heart to cheer.
And wherefore cannot such things be, when here,
E'en when the animating flame hath died,
Its gross and earthly vehicle may bide,
A soul-less form, past joy, past hope, past fear,
For though this woe-worn frame, as heretofore,
To pass among the ranks of men is seen,
My bosom is a dark, forsaken cave;
Dank, healthless, silent, cold; where pleasure more
Shall never dwell; where life hath only been;
My spirit is inhumed in thy grave.
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