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126 Literary Gazette 8th November 1823, Page 719

STANZAS. We shall not meet again, love, As we once met; But our meetings have left What I may not forget:

A thought of the past, Like a ghost by a tomb, A heart that is burning, A cheek without bloom.

As those who have dwelt In the lands of the Sun, In the north fade and fall When the Winter 's begun;

So my spirit, whose life Was Love's passionate ray, Must pine unto death When its warmth fades away!—L. E. L.