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First Line: Hope was but a timid friend
Last Line: Went - and ne'er returned again!
Alternate Author Name(s): Bell, Ellis
Subject(s): Hope; Optimism


Hope was but a timid friend --
She sat without my grated den
Watching how my fate would tend
Even as selfish-hearted men.

She was cruel in her fear.
Through the bars, one dreary day,
I looked out to see her there
And she turned her face away!

Like a false guard false watch keeping
Still in strife she whispered peace;
She would sing while I was weeping,
If I listened, she would cease.

False she was, and unrelenting.
When my last joys strewed the ground
Even Sorrow saw repenting
Those sad relics scattered round;

Hope - whose whisper would have given
Balm to all that frenzied pain --
Stretched her wings and soared to heaven;
Went - and ne'er returned again!




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