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41 Literary Gazette, 10th April, 1824, Page 236

THE REVERSE. Farewell, farewell, thou heartless one! I marvel now how it could be, That my heart's deepest tenderness Was vowed so utterly to Thee.

Marvel, ah, no! I must not look Upon that darkly arching brow,— I must not meet that liquid eye, Nor gaze upon that neck of snow.

Or I shall marvel at my hope, My wish, my will, to break thy chain— Watch thy surpassing loveliness, And be thy spell-bound slave again.

I could have pardoned Thee, if love— Some other love—had thwarted mine; I know too well his wildest power, Not to have felt for it, if thine.

But thou art all of vanity, And I may not forgive—forget That my heart's deepest pulse has been Trifled with by a light coquette. L. E. L.