
"Smile winning her with the tints that glow,
Touching mind at peace with all below,
She walked in beauty, owing glazes of darkling bright
Her tiny world that glowed with tender light
Where thoughts of love sweet serenely expressed
And on her face, a dream was softly enlightened;
Many tales of past in goodness spent,
She when had a heart which was so innocent!
Once, flown sorrows shaded more and joy rayed the less
Her only world became hidden behind the nameless grace
Anger that none could see which burned her dead
She trusted not as someone made her heart bled
One might think that her waiting love lies within,
And I know only that her love won’t be ever seen
For she was found at the slept of love weeping
No body but she stood at the grave of the past peeping
Touching mind at peace with all below,
She walked in beauty, owing glazes of darkling bright
Her tiny world that glowed with tender light
Where thoughts of love sweet serenely expressed
And on her face, a dream was softly enlightened;
Many tales of past in goodness spent,
She when had a heart which was so innocent!
Once, flown sorrows shaded more and joy rayed the less
Her only world became hidden behind the nameless grace
Anger that none could see which burned her dead
She trusted not as someone made her heart bled
One might think that her waiting love lies within,
And I know only that her love won’t be ever seen
For she was found at the slept of love weeping
No body but she stood at the grave of the past peeping
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