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LOST?
Lost kisses from remembered lips,
Lost arms that once enwound us,
Lost tears that memory sadly keeps,
Lost hopes that never found us;
Lost arms that once enwound us,
Lost tears that memory sadly keeps,
Lost hopes that never found us;
Lost eyes that blessed, lost words that cheered
Our fruitless, fond endeavour;
Lost sorrows, by their loss endeared—
Are these, then, lost for ever?
Our fruitless, fond endeavour;
Lost sorrows, by their loss endeared—
Are these, then, lost for ever?
Oh, hers and mine! believe it not,
But in your childish blisses
Still, still survive, by you forgot,
Her looks, her words, her kisses:
But in your childish blisses
Still, still survive, by you forgot,
Her looks, her words, her kisses:
The tireless heart and tearless home
We leave, as lost, behind us;
But these, though o'er the world we roam,
Will follow till they find us.
We leave, as lost, behind us;
But these, though o'er the world we roam,
Will follow till they find us.
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