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First Line: Ah what avails the sceptered race
Last Line: I consecrate to thee.
Subject(s): Aylmer, Rose Whitworth (1779-1800); Love; Love - Loss Of; Mourning; Bereavement


AH what avails the sceptered race,
Ah what the form divine!
What every virtue, every grace!
Rose Aylmer, all were thine.
Rose Aylmer, whom these wakeful eyes
May weep, but never see,
A night of memories and of sighs
I consecrate to thee.




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