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Keep, keep the gem, that I still may trust,

Tho' my heart's wealth be but pour'd on dust!
Let not a doubt in my soul have place,

To dim the light of a lov'd one's face ;
Leave to the earth its warm sunny smile-
That glory would pass could I look on guile!

Say then what boon of my power shall be
Favour'd of spirits! pour'd forth on thee?
Thou scornest the treasures of wave and mine,
Thou wilt not drink of the cup divine,

Thou art fain with a mortal's lot to rest-
Answer me! how may I grace it best?

Oh! give me no sway o'er the powers unseen,
But a human heart where my own may lean!

A friend, one tender and faithful friend,

Whose thoughts' free current with mine may blend,

And leaving not either on earth alone,

Bid the bright calm close of our lives be one!


"Oh! mes Amis, rappelez vous quelquefois mes vers; mon ame y est empreinte."--CORINNE.


think of me, my



When will ye think of me?--
When the last red light, the farewell of day,
From the rock and the river is passing away,

When the air with a deep'ning hush is fraught,
And the heart grows burden'd with tender thought-
Then let it be !

When will ye think of me, kind friends?

When will ye think of me ?—
When the rose of the rich midsummer time
Is fill'd with the hues of its glorious prime ;
When ye gather its bloom, as in bright hours fled,
From the walks where my footsteps no more may
Then let it be !

When will ye think of me, sweet friends?
When will ye think of me?
When the sudden tears o'erflow your eye
At the sound of some olden melody;
When ye

hear the voice of a mountain stream,


ye feel the charm of a poet's dream ;

Then let it be !


Thus let my memory be with you, friends! Thus ever think of me!

Kindly and gently, but as of one

For whom 'tis well to be fled and gone ;

As of a bird from a chain unbound,

As of a wanderer whose home is found;
So let it be.


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