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A spirit, golden-haired, upon the side
A light is gone from yonder sky
Among the dwellings framed by birds
Alas! they had been friends in youth
A cloud is on iny heart and brow
Art thou a thing of mortal birth
A beautiful and laughing thing
All as he left it even the pen

A perilous life, and sad as life may be
Awake! the starry midnight hour
All night the booming minute gun

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And is there sadness in thy dreams, my boy?
A white sail gleaming on the flood

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Come to my arras, my dear wee pet
Couldst thou but know what 'tis to weep

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Day dawned. Within a curtained room
Dear is my little native vale

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From the bright stars, or from the viewless air

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Fear not that, while around thee

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Farewell! if ever fondest prayer

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Fare thee well, soul of sweet Romance! farewell

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Fair images of sleep!

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"Forget thee?" - If to dream by night, and muse on

thee by day

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Gone from her cheek is the summer bloom

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How long shall man's imprison'd spirit groan.
He sleeps, forgetful of his once bright fame
High on her speculative tower

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Hark! through the dim wood dying

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Hope comes again, to this heart long a stranger
Her hands were clasp'd, her dark eyes rais'd
How happily, how happily the flowers die away!

Hark! friends, it strikes; the year's last hour

I would I were a fairy, as light as falling snows

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