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Sole guardian of memory and woe,
The image of departed beauty stands.
That neck, on which love once so fondly hung;
That loving hand, whose tender pressure still
The hand it clasped, with trembling joy would thrill;
That bosom, whose transparent loveliness
The color from the gazer's cheek would steal.
All these have been; and now remains alone
A wretched heap of bones and clay.
— Jul 28, 2018 06:18AM
The image of departed beauty stands.
That neck, on which love once so fondly hung;
That loving hand, whose tender pressure still
The hand it clasped, with trembling joy would thrill;
That bosom, whose transparent loveliness
The color from the gazer's cheek would steal.
All these have been; and now remains alone
A wretched heap of bones and clay.
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