. A twisted skein:. took upOnce more its burdens; for the bitter cup Her gentle lips had drained DOUBT. 245 Seemed to have poisoned all lifes springs, and leftHer utterly of vital powr tender care availed, and health and strengthGave back the color to our Rose at length; Though in her heart remainedThe shaft which death had left implanted she is brave, and hides the wound with word of hers the rankling pain revealsWhich even now from life its brightness steals, As we who love her hours are many which all darkness loved each other with no common
. A twisted skein:. took upOnce more its burdens; for the bitter cup Her gentle lips had drained DOUBT. 245 Seemed to have poisoned all lifes springs, and leftHer utterly of vital powr tender care availed, and health and strengthGave back the color to our Rose at length; Though in her heart remainedThe shaft which death had left implanted she is brave, and hides the wound with word of hers the rankling pain revealsWhich even now from life its brightness steals, As we who love her hours are many which all darkness loved each other with no common love;Sucli love as even death cannot clasps her closer, and with chastened joy, And eyes that tears oer-flow,The girl looks up to meet the tender glanceOf him whose every look her heart enchants;And while her soul with pity deep is stirred 246 DOUBT. For her whose brief sad story she has heard,She feels with thankful glowHow good and gracious God to her has been,And deeper grows the joy her heart
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