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First Line: Along the glade was anna wont's to rove
Last Line: Like heaven's bright bow reflected on the stream.
Subject(s): Ghosts; Love - Loss Of; Memory; Supernatural


Along the glade was Anna's wont to rove
While Henry told his love in many a sigh.
But dark on Henry roll'd her brother's eye,
They fought, they fell -- her brother and her love!

To her cold grave did woe-worn Anna haste,
Yet here her pensive ghost delights to stray:
Oft pouring on the winds a broken lay --
And hark, I hear her -- 'twas the passing blast.

I love to sit upon her tomb's dank grass,
There Memory backward rolls Time's shadowy tide;
The forms of other days before me glide:
With eager thought I seize them as they pass;
For fair, tho' faint, the forms of Memory gleam,
Like Heaven's bright bow reflected on the stream.




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