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THE LOVERS' LAST MEETING.
For strength to quell the fierce, rebellious thoughts
That seemed for ever sweeping like a tide
Of burning waters o'er her heart. He sought
The forest's deeper silence, there to hold
Through the still night communion with his soul,
And her, and heaven; and, when the morning came,
He went with sickening heart and aching brow
Once more into the toiling world of men,
To struggle with his bitter destiny.
That seemed for ever sweeping like a tide
Of burning waters o'er her heart. He sought
The forest's deeper silence, there to hold
Through the still night communion with his soul,
And her, and heaven; and, when the morning came,
He went with sickening heart and aching brow
Once more into the toiling world of men,
To struggle with his bitter destiny.
'Twas their last parting—a brief year passed by,
And lo! a pitying angel came from Heaven
And joined their fates forever. 'Twas the kind
Death-angel—they are all each other's now.
And lo! a pitying angel came from Heaven
And joined their fates forever. 'Twas the kind
Death-angel—they are all each other's now.
