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- If thou be in a lonely place,
- If one hour's calm be thine,
- As Evening bends her placid face
- O'er this sweet day's decline;
- If all the earth and all the heaven
- Now look serene to thee,
- As o'er them shuts the summer even,
- One moment--think of me!
- Pause, in the lane, returning home;
- 'Tis dusk, it will be still:
- Pause near the elm, a sacred gloom
- Its breezeless boughs will fill.
- Look at that soft and golden light,
- High in the unclouded sky;
- Watch the last bird's belated flight,
- As it flits silent by.
- Hark! for a sound upon the wind,
- A step, a voice, a sigh;
- If all be still, then yield thy mind,
- Unchecked, to memory.
- If thy love were like mine, how blest
- That twilight hour would seem,
- When, back from the regretted Past,
- Returned our early dream!
- If thy love were like mine, how wild
- Thy longings, even to pain,
- For sunset soft, and moonlight mild,
- To bring that hour again!
- But oft, when in thine arms I lay,
- I've seen thy dark eyes shine,
- And deeply felt their changeful ray
- Spoke other love than mine.
- My love is almost anguish now,
- It beats so strong and true;
- 'Twere rapture, could I deem that thou
- Such anguish ever knew.
- I have been but thy transient flower,
- Thou wert my god divine;
- Till checked by death's congealing power,
- This heart must throb for thine.
- And well my dying hour were blest,
- If life's expiring breath
- Should pass, as thy lips gently prest
- My forehead cold in death;
- And sound my sleep would be, and sweet,
- Beneath the churchyard tree,
- If sometimes in thy heart should beat
- One pulse, still true to me.
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