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SHE left the festival for it seem'd dim	A
Now that her eye no longer dwelt on him	A
And sought her chamber gazed then turn'd away	B
Upon a mirror that before her lay	B
Half fearing half believing her sweet face	C
Would surely claim within his memory place	C
The hour was late and that night her light foot	D
Had been the constant echo of the lute	E
Yet sought she not her pillow the cool air	F
Came from the casement and it lured her there	F
The terrace was beneath and the pale moon	G
Shone o'er the couch which she had press'd at noon	G
Soft lingering o'er some minstrel's love lorn page	H
Alas tears are the poet's heritage	I
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She flung her on that couch but not for sleep	J
No it was only that the wind might steep	J
Her fever'd lip in its delicious dew	K
Her brow was burning and aside she threw	K
Her cap and plume and loosen'd from its fold	L
Came o'er her neck and face a shower of gold	L
A thousand curls It was a solitude	M
Made for young hearts in love's first dreaming mood	M
Beneath the garden lay fill'd with rose trees	N
Whose sighings came like passion on the breeze	N
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Two graceful statues of the Parian stone	O
So finely shaped that as the moonlight shone	O
The breath of life seem'd to their beauty given	P
But less the life of earth than that of heaven	P
'Twas PSYCHE and her boy god so divine	Q
They turn'd the terrace to an idol shrine	Q
With its white vases and their summer share	F
Of flowers like altars raised to that sweet pair	F
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And there the maiden leant still in her ear	R
The whisper dwelt of that young cavalier	S
It was no fancy he had named the name	T
Of love and at that thought her cheek grew flame	T
It was the first time her young ear had heard	U
A lover's burning sigh or silver word	U
Her thoughts were all confusion but most sweet	V
Her heart beat high but pleasant was its beat	V
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She murmur'd over many a snatch of song	W
That might to her own feelings now belong	W
She thought upon old histories she had read	X
And placed herself in each high heroine's stead	X
Then woke her lute oh there is little known	O
Of music's power till aided by love's own	O
And this is happiness oh love will last	Y
When all that made it happiness is past	Y
When all its hopes are as the glittering toys	Z
Time present offers time to come destroys	Z
When they have been too often crush'd to earth	A2
For further blindness to their little worth	A2
When fond illusions have dropt one by one	P
Like pearls from a rich carkanet till none	P
Are left upon life's soil'd and naked string	B2
And this is all what time will ever bring	B2
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And that fair girl what can the heart foresee	C2
Of her young love and of its destiny	C2
There is a white cloud o'er the moon its form	D2
Is very light and yet there sleeps the storm	D2
It is an omen it may tell the fate	E2
Of love known all too soon repented all too late	E2

Letitia Elizabeth Landon

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