The Legend of Genevieve with other tales and poems. By Delta [i.e. David Macbeth Moir] |
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SONNET.
TO LOVE. |
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SONNET. TO LOVE.
The world bursts in between us—we must part!Earth is no home for happiness; the dreams
That lapp'd me in Elysium were but gleams
Of phantasy, and mock'd the willing heart:
Ah! never more such landscapes of delight
Shall spread their bloom around me; never more
The western sun behold me as of yore,
Nor such a glory gild the vault of night!
Why should we wish a heritage of years,
Since joy is but a vision! why should we,
Children of error, seeing what we see,
Anchor upon an isle that disappears?
All sublunary things take wings and flee,
Save disappointment, grief, and gushing tears.
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