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THE PASSION-LIGHTNINGS SEARED AND SCATHED TOO SOON.

The Passion-lightnings seared and scathed too soon,
My inmost being bared before their power;
Then came cold, cold Indifference' frozen swoon,
While yet my life was in its opening hour.
Alas! the Pinions of my Thought too fast
Once bore me upwards—upwards—far and free;
Then, all exhausted and o'erborne at last,
How sunk they, shivering, in Life's swallowing sea!