WednesdayFeb 25, 2026
Quotes: 53419 Authors: 9969
Estranged And hast thou shut and locked thy heart Against me? Nay, not so. Whom once I loved, I ever love; I cannot let thee go. Thou, who hast dwelt within my love, Winning thy place so well- Ah! must we say good by to hearts? I cannot say farewell. Thou
Parting What brought it back to me? I thought that it had fled; Again I sit with thee And watch the twilight red. Far out upon the deep The full moon's light is thrown. This night thou must not sleep; Stay near me, O, my own! How hard for me to know That this must be the last; That duty's wave must flow O'er all the sacred past. Dear heart, what walls that rise Can bar out memory's view, Or hush the poor heart's sighs You'll know are breathed for you? So fair the moon will rise To other eyes than ours, That weep while bitter sighs Stay not the winged hours. Upon the radiant sight, Front out the thronged halls, Like requiem to-night, The entrancing music falls. At last the daylight makes, With rising shafts of gold, Each heart in parting breaks, And duty's wage is told.
Thoughts Within As some poor laborer's sightless babe Wakes from its pallet on the floor In fear, to find itself alone, And gropes the open door to find; Reaching anon the empty air To clutch; seeking something to grasp To aid it in its search; and then,
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