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Rh He twin'd him round a heart, which beat with all The deep devotedness of early love; Then left her, careless of the passion which He had awakened into wretchedness. The blight, which wither'd all the blossoms love Had fondly cherish'd, wither'd too the heart Which gave them birth; her sorrow had no voice, Save in her faded beauty, for she look'd A melancholy broken-hearted girl: She was so chang'd, the soft carnation cloud, Once mantling o'er her cheek, like those which eve Hangs o'er the twilight of a summer sky, Was faded into paleness, broken by Bright burning blushes—torches of the tomb. There was such sadness even in her smiles, And such a look of utter hopelessness Dwelt in her soft blue eyes, a form so frail, So delicate, scarce like a thing of earth:— 'Twas sad to gaze upon a brow so fair,