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[How oft a lover in his later age]
How oft a lover in his later ageTurning the leaves of some young poet's book
With idle finger and far absent look,
Startled, hath seen glance up from the clear page
A thought once deemed his sole self-heritage,
But left forgotten in some leafy nook,
When youth and love, locked hand in hand, forsook
His faltering steps on life's long pilgrimage.
Ah tears break forth that ever this should be—
Love like a glorious vision rearise,
As if the sunset rose above the sea.
And I, how leapt my heart with mad surprise,
When, stooping down to kiss thee, from thine eyes
I saw my own lost soul look up at me.
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