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 SHE THINKS HE IS CHANGED

LONE to-night, the myriad stars above, The ocean softly breaking at my feet, My heart is full of one I did not love, And yet whose memory is strangely sweet.

Another holds his future in her hand E'en in his present is for me no place, Yet as the waves to-night break on the sand I hear his voice, I almost see his face.—

Farewell to-night, beside the stars and sea Forget me, with the sorrows of thy past; Alone am I, and yet thou art with me More truly now than when all mine thou wast.