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SONGS IN MINOR KEYS.
A VISION OF DESPAIR.
'TWAS down in the Kingdom of Sorrow,
A region miasmic, and drear—
A desolate hollow, and drear;
Where no sun of a smiling to-morrow
Gave hint of a change in the year—
Gave promise of joy for the year.
A region miasmic, and drear—
A desolate hollow, and drear;
Where no sun of a smiling to-morrow
Gave hint of a change in the year—
Gave promise of joy for the year.
And the sky it was starless, and leaden;
The murky mists hung like a pall—
The mists lay in folds like a pall;
And Despair, and Unrest, things that deaden
All hope, ruled supreme over all—
And stalked through the gloom over all.
The murky mists hung like a pall—
The mists lay in folds like a pall;
And Despair, and Unrest, things that deaden
All hope, ruled supreme over all—
And stalked through the gloom over all.
