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Which gave life's hidden treasures to mine eye, As they lay shining in their secret founts, Went out, and left them colourless.—'Tis past— And what remains on earth?—the rainbow mist, Through which I gazed, hath melted, and my sight Is clear'd to look on all things as they are! —But this is far too mournful!—Life's dark gift Hath fallen too early and too cold upon me! —Therefore I would go hence!

And thou hast loved Unknown——

Oh! pardon, pardon that I veil'd My thoughts from thee!—But thou hadst woes enough, And mine came o'er me when thy soul had need Of more than mortal strength!—For I had scarce Given the deep consciousness that I was loved A treasure's place within my secret heart, When earth's brief joy went from me! 'Twas at morn I saw the warriors to their field go forth, And he—my chosen—was there amongst the rest, With his young, glorious brow!—I look'd again—