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And they may be a sign to tell Of all the ruin love will make: He comes in beauty, and then leaves The hope to fade, the heart to break!

The song died in low sobs. "I ever felt That it would come to this,—that I should be Forsaken and forgotten! I would give Life, more than life, those precious memories Of happiness and Fernand! I'd forget That I have been beloved, all I have known Of rapture, all the dreams that long have been My sole existence, but to feel again As I felt ere I loved—ere I had given My every hope as passion's sacrifice." Her face was hidden in her hands; but tears Trickled through her slight fingers—tears, those late