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Rh MANCHESTER BY NIGHT.

MYSTERY OF MYSTERIES.

the abyss of the unanswering grave

Each mortal stands at last aloof, alone,

With his beloved one turned as deaf as stone,

However rebel love may storm and rave.

No will, however strong, avails to save

The wrecked identity knit to our own;

We may not hoard one treasured look or tone,

Dissolved in foam on Death's dissolving wave.