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EXTRACTS FROM MY POCKET BOOK.

117 Literary Gazette 4th October 1823, Page 635

‘Twas sweet to look upon thine eyes, As they looked answering to mine own; 'Twas sweet to listen to thy sighs, And hear my name on every tone,

'Twas sweet to meet in yon lone glen While smiles the heart's best sunshine shed; Twas sweet to part and think again The gentle things that each had said.

But all this sweetness was not worth The tears that dimm'd its after light,— Love is a sweet star at its birth, But one that sets in deepest night.—L. E. L. (This signature was accidentally omitted to the three beautiful pieces in our last Number.—Ed.)