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63 Literary Gazette, 10th May 1823, Page 299-300

ORIGINAL POETRY. VALEDICTORY STANZAS. Oh not that look to me, my love, Oh not that look to me; Cold looks I may from others bear, But never one from thee!

I cannot bear that alter'd brow, That wandering smile of thine, To see it fix on others' eyes, On any but on mine.

I meet thee in the glittering crowd— We meet as strangers do; The pang that rives my inmost soul Is all unmarked by you.

Last night we met as now we meet, A gorgeous throng were nigh,— I heard you scoff at constant love, Then sternly pass me by.

It is enough!—I do resign My claim on love and thee; I will forsake the hope that long Has fed on memory.

Then look not so, I will forget What once those fond eyes said; The dead will soon forget—and I    Shall soon be with the dead!