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Arranging long locked drawers and shelves	A
Of cabinets shut up for years	B
What a strange task we've set ourselves	A
How still the lonely room appears	B
How strange this mass of ancient treasures	C
Mementos of past pains and pleasures	C
These volumes clasped with costly stone	D
With print all faded gilding gone	E
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These fans of leaves from Indian trees	F
These crimson shells from Indian seas	F
These tiny portraits set in rings	G
Once doubtless deemed such precious things	G
Keepsakes bestowed by Love on Faith	H
And worn till the receiver's death	I
Now stored with cameos china shells	J
In this old closet's dusty cells	J
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I scarcely think for ten long years	B
A hand has touched these relics old	K
And coating each slow formed appears	B
The growth of green and antique mould	K
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All in this house is mossing over	L
All is unused and dim and damp	M
Nor light nor warmth the rooms discover	L
Bereft for years of fire and lamp	M
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The sun sometimes in summer enters	C
The casements with reviving ray	N
But the long rains of many winters	C
Moulder the very walls away	N
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And outside all is ivy clinging	O
To chimney lattice gable grey	N
Scarcely one little red rose springing	O
Through the green moss can force its way	N
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Unscared the daw and starling nestle	P
Where the tall turret rises high	Q
And winds alone come near to rustle	P
The thick leaves where their cradles lie	Q
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I sometimes think when late at even	R
I climb the stair reluctantly	S
Some shape that should be well in heaven	T
Or ill elsewhere will pass by me	S
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I fear to see the very faces	U
Familiar thirty years ago	V
Even in the old accustomed places	U
Which look so cold and gloomy now	W
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I've come to close the window hither	L
At twilight when the sun was down	X
And Fear my very soul would wither	L
Lest something should be dimly shown	D
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Too much the buried form resembling	O
Of her who once was mistress here	Y
Lest doubtful shade or moonbeam trembling	O
Might take her aspect once so dear	Z
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Hers was this chamber in her time	A2
It seemed to me a pleasant room	B2
For then no cloud of grief or crime	A2
Had cursed it with a settled gloom	B2
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I had not seen death's image laid	C2
In shroud and sheet on yonder bed	D2
Before she married she was blest	E2
Blest in her youth blest in her worth	F2
Her mind was calm its sunny rest	E2
Shone in her eyes more clear than mirth	F2
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And when attired in rich array	N
Light lustrous hair about her brow	W
She yonder sat a kind of day	N
Lit up what seems so gloomy now	W
These grim oak walls even then were grim	G2
That old carved chair was then antique	H2
But what around looked dusk and dim	G2
Served as a foil to her fresh cheek	H2
Her neck and arms of hue so fair	I2
Eyes of unclouded smiling light	J2
Her soft and curled and floating hair	I2
Gems and attire as rainbow bright	J2
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Reclined in yonder deep recess	K2
Ofttimes she would at evening lie	Q
Watching the sun she seemed to bless	K2
With happy glance the glorious sky	Q
She loved such scenes and as she gazed	L2
Her face evinced her spirit's mood	M2
Beauty or grandeur ever raised	L2
In her a deep felt gratitude	M2
But of all lovely things she loved	N2
A cloudless moon on summer night	J2
Full oft have I impatience proved	O2
To see how long her still delight	J2
Would find a theme in reverie	S
Out on the lawn or where the trees	F
Let in the lustre fitfully	S
As their boughs parted momently	S
To the soft languid summer breeze	F
Alas that she should e'er have flung	P2
Those pure though lonely joys away	N
Deceived by false and guileful tongue	P2
She gave her hand then suffered wrong	Q2
Oppressed ill used she faded young	P2
And died of grief by slow decay	N
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Open that casket look how bright	J2
Those jewels flash upon the sight	J2
The brilliants have not lost a ray	N
Of lustre since her wedding day	N
But see upon that pearly chain	R2
How dim lies Time's discolouring stain	R2
I've seen that by her daughter worn	S2
For ere she died a child was born	S2
A child that ne'er its mother knew	T2
That lone and almost friendless grew	T2
For ever when its step drew nigh	Q
Averted was the father's eye	Q
And then a life impure and wild	U2
Made him a stranger to his child	U2
Absorbed in vice he little cared	V2
On what she did or how she fared	V2
The love withheld she never sought	W2
She grew uncherished learnt untaught	W2
To her the inward life of thought	W2
Full soon was open laid	W2
I know not if her friendlessness	F
Did sometimes on her spirit press	F
But plaint she never made	W2
The book shelves were her darling treasure	L
She rarely seemed the time to measure	L
While she could read alone	D
And she too loved the twilight wood	W2
And often in her mother's mood	W2
Away to yonder hill would hie	X2
Like her to watch the setting sun	T
Or see the stars born one by one	T
Out of the darkening sky	Q
Nor would she leave that hill till night	W2
Trembled from pole to pole with light	W2
Even then upon her homeward way	N
Long long her wandering steps delayed	W2
To quit the sombre forest shade	W2
Through which her eerie pathway lay	N
You ask if she had beauty's grace	F
I know not but a nobler face	F
My eyes have seldom seen	Y2
A keen and fine intelligence	F
And better still the truest sense	F
Were in her speaking mien	Y2
But bloom or lustre was there none	T
Only at moments fitful shone	D
An ardour in her eye	Q
That kindled on her cheek a flush	Z2
Warm as a red sky's passing blush	Z2
And quick with energy	S
Her speech too was not common speech	A3
No wish to shine or aim to teach	A3
Was in her words displayed	W2
She still began with quiet sense	F
But oft the force of eloquence	F
Came to her lips in aid	W2
Language and voice unconscious changed	W2
And thoughts in other words arranged	W2
Her fervid soul transfused	W2
Into the hearts of those who heard	W2
And transient strength and ardour stirred	W2
In minds to strength unused	W2
Yet in gay crowd or festal glare	I2
Grave and retiring was her air	I2
'Twas seldom save with me alone	D
That fire of feeling freely shone	D
She loved not awe's nor wonder's gaze	F
Nor even exaggerated praise	F
Nor even notice if too keen	Y2
The curious gazer searched her mien	Y2
Nature's own green expanse revealed	W2
The world the pleasures she could prize	F
On free hill side in sunny field	W2
In quiet spots by woods concealed	W2
Grew wild and fresh her chosen joys	F
Yet Nature's feelings deeply lay	N
In that endowed and youthful frame	B3
Shrined in her heart and hid from day	N
They burned unseen with silent flame	B3
In youth's first search for mental light	W2
She lived but to reflect and learn	C3
But soon her mind's maturer might	W2
For stronger task did pant and yearn	C3
And stronger task did fate assign	D3
Task that a giant's strength might strain	R2
To suffer long and ne'er repine	R2
Be calm in frenzy smile at pain	R2
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Pale with the secret war of feeling	O
Sustained with courage mute yet high	Q
The wounds at which she bled revealing	O
Only by altered cheek and eye	Q
	-
She bore in silence but when passion	R2
Surged in her soul with ceaseless foam	E3
The storm at last brought desolation	R2
And drove her exiled from her home	E3
	-
And silent still she straight assembled	W2
The wrecks of strength her soul retained	W2
For though the wasted body trembled	W2
The unconquered mind to quail disdained	W2
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She crossed the sea now lone she wanders	F
By Seine's or Rhine's or Arno's flow	S
Fain would I know if distance renders	F
Relief or comfort to her woe	S
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Fain would I know if henceforth ever	L
These eyes shall read in hers again	R2
That light of love which faded never	L
Though dimmed so long with secret pain	R2
	-
She will return but cold and altered	W2
Like all whose hopes too soon depart	W2
Like all on whom have beat unsheltered	W2
The bitter blasts that blight the heart	W2
	-
No more shall I behold her lying	O
Calm on a pillow smoothed by me	S
No more that spirit worn with sighing	O
Will know the rest of infancy	S
	-
If still the paths of lore she follow	S
'Twill be with tired and goaded will	S
She'll only toil the aching hollow	S
The joyless blank of life to fill	S
	-
And oh full oft quite spent and weary	S
Her hand will pause her head decline	R2
That labour seems so hard and dreary	S
On which no ray of hope may shine	R2
	-
Thus the pale blight of time and sorrow	S
Will shade with grey her soft dark hair	I2
Then comes the day that knows no morrow	S
And death succeeds to long despair	I2
	-
So speaks experience sage and hoary	S
I see it plainly know it well	S
Like one who having read a story	S
Each incident therein can tell	S
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Touch not that ring 'twas his the sire	L
Of that forsaken child	W2
And nought his relics can inspire	F3
Save memories sin defiled	W2
	-
I who sat by his wife's death bed	W2
I who his daughter loved	W2
Could almost curse the guilty dead	W2
For woes the guiltless proved	W2
	-
And heaven did curse they found him laid	W2
When crime for wrath was rife	G3
Cold with the suicidal blade	W2
Clutched in his desperate gripe	H3
	-
'Twas near that long deserted hut	W2
Which in the wood decays	F
Death's axe self wielded struck his root	W2
And lopped his desperate days	F
	-
You know the spot where three black trees	F
Lift up their branches fell	S
And moaning ceaseless as the seas	F
Still seem in every passing breeze	F
The deed of blood to tell	S
	-
They named him mad and laid his bones	F
Where holier ashes lie	Q
Yet doubt not that his spirit groans	F
In hell's eternity	W2
	-
But lo night closing o'er the earth	F2
Infects our thoughts with gloom	B2
Come let us strive to rally mirth	F2
Where glows a clear and tranquil hearth	I3
In some more cheerful room	B2