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Literary Gazette, 31st December, 1825, Page 843
ORIGINAL POETRY.
SONG.
There's a shade upon that fountain;
It will not linger there;
But the cloud now resting on it
Will leave it yet more fair.
Not thus the shade may pass
That is upon thy heart,
There is no sun in earthly skies
Can bid its gloom depart;
For falsehood's stain is on it,
And cruelty and guile—
And these are stains that never pass,
And shades that never smile.L. E. L.
