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Hours at Naples, and Other Poems

By the Lady E. Stuart Wortley
 

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IT SHALL NOT BE.
 
 


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IT SHALL NOT BE.

No! no! it shall not be,
I will arouse me now,
And set mine own soul free,
And clear my clouded brow.
It shall not—must not be;
I will do battle strong
Against myself and thee,
Dark Memory—now ere long!
It shall not—must not be;
Or if in truth it must
I may not live to see—
Shrouded in senseless dust.
No! no! it shall not be—
In Life—or Death—'tis o'er!
From Love—Grief—Memory—free,
I will despair no more!