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The Love I Bear to Thee
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(published by Horace Waters, N.Y., 1863)
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At a midnight hour when all alone,
I often sit and think of thee,
And wish that like a star I shone,
With brightness in thy memory;
That while thy form lies calm in sleep,
From every care and sorrow free,
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Thy guardian angel then would speak,
And tell the love I bear for thee,
The love I bear for thee.
I wander where we’ve often stayed,
In childhood’s hours now passed and gone,
I view the scenes where we have played,
And mourn the joys forever flown;
And yet I know if thou wouldst seek,
To drive me from thy memory,
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