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WEDDED TO ANOTHER.
Did retrospection on her soul With subtle power steal;Awaking in her eyes a light She dares not now reveal?The present hour belongs to him, And he may deem it fair;The past I claim, for well I know, My image triumphs there.
Though fate has parted us, and now Her life with his will twine,Thank God! he may not—cannot know The love that once was mine.
