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THINK OF PAST DAYS by ALFRED DE MUSSET

Last Line: THINK OF PAST DAYS.'

THINK of past days when dawn with coy delight
Her fairy palace to the sun reveals;
Think of past days when meditative night
In dreamy starclad mantle by thee steals:
When pleasure's call provokes thy heart to quickened glow,
And when the evening shades their gentle dreams bestow,
Hear from the world's deep maze
A whispering voice that says,
'Think of past days.'

Think of past days when unrelenting fate
Makes me for ever from thy presence part;
When sorrow, exile, and the wasting weight
Of years have withered my despairing heart;
Think of my ill-starred love, think of my last adieu;
Absence and time are nought if love be only true.
And long as death delays,
To thee my heart still says,
'Think of past days.'

Think of past days when 'neath the dark cold ground
My broken heart for evermore shall sleep;
Think of past days when some lone flower is found,
Forth from my solitary grave to peep.
I ne'er shall see thee more, but mine immortal soul
Near thee shall watch as with a sister's kind control.
Then 'neath the moon's still rays
Hear the sad voice that says,
'Think of past days.'



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