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But ah! o'er many a sweet & cherished hope | But ah! o'er many a sweet & cherished hope | ||
That hand of fate a shadow [[mostly]] thorns, | That hand of fate a shadow [[mostly]] [[thorns]], | ||
For [[unclear]] [[unclear]] [[unclear]] -- [[unclear]] the sweet Rose of [[mine]] | For [[unclear]] [[unclear]] [[unclear]] -- [[unclear]] the sweet Rose of [[mine]] | ||
Is [[unclear]] [[unclear]] to become my Rose. | Is [[unclear]] [[unclear]] to become my Rose. | ||
Barnes | Barnes | ||
Latest revision as of 14:58, 4 April 2020
I think of her when morning slowly dawns With unclear light, fresh air & sparkling dew I think of her when evening softly falls, And unclear wonder at my folly, too.
She comes to me in many a midnight dream. So shadowry outlines of a vision sweet. She lingers near us if to gather up, Life's broken links & make them all complete.
But ah! o'er many a sweet & cherished hope That hand of fate a shadow mostly thorns, For unclear unclear unclear -- unclear the sweet Rose of mine Is unclear unclear to become my Rose.
Barnes