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A SONG IN SADNESS.
1
What ails my heart? 'Twere all in vainI strove to sound its tide of pain.
What bodes this gloom, this vague distress,
This dreariness, this dreariness?
2
The wind that wails through yonder pineWails lonelier through this heart of mine;
Yet whence this brooding cloud of woe
I cannot tell, I do not know.
3
Is't vanished love—remorse—or hateOf life, that leaves me desolate?
Or hope grown sick? Or age that brings
Sad memories of belovèd things?
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4
The rain that drips from yonder boughWith wintrier boding chills my brow;
Yet why, alas! it should be so
I cannot tell, I do not know.
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