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14 Literary Gazette, 23rd April, 1825, Page 268

ORIGINAL POETRY. SONG. My heart is wholly changed. My heart is wholly changed From what it was to me, Altho' I scarce may say In what that change can be.

'Tis not from faded hope; For all that hope could seem, Has been realized for me    Beyond its wildest dream.

Nor yet is it that love Has lighted up my heart; In the fears and cares of love, As yet I have no part:

For far too light a spirit, And too cold a breast is mine, For Love to fix on me    As his dwelling place and shrine.

But I am sad to think Upon life's summer scene,— To think upon what is, And upon what has been:

To think how friends deceive, To think how foes can feign; And how the heart's best gifts Are given but in vain;

To think that tears are false, To think the same of smiles, To think that honeyed words The trusting one beguiles:

Of sorrow, like a blight, Falling on youth and bloom; To think upon the broken heart, On sickness and the tomb:

And knowing what I know, And seeing what I see, How can I marvel that my heart Is changed and sad to me. L. E. L.