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Thou,—oh, thou hast lov'd me,—dearest!
When none other cared for me,
When my fortune seem'd severest,
Kindest was the smile from thee!
When none other cared for me,
When my fortune seem'd severest,
Kindest was the smile from thee!
Yes,—Ah, Yes! The lorn and lonely
Hollow hearts of worldlings shun:
Theirs are flowers of day, which only
Open when they see the sun!
Hollow hearts of worldlings shun:
Theirs are flowers of day, which only
Open when they see the sun!
But while theirs were all reposing
In the absence of the light,
Like the cereus, thine, unclosing,
Gave its sweetness to the night.
In the absence of the light,
Like the cereus, thine, unclosing,
Gave its sweetness to the night.
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