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THE DISCONSOLATE HUSBAND. 22? |
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THE DISCONSOLATE HUSBAND.
" I am very lonely now. My kind companion is taken away; and little Albert, who used to amuse us with his innocent prattle, is gone—gone to the grave."—Letter to a Friend.
I turn once more to my deserted home,
But no sweet friend is smiling to receive me ;
I hear no voice of welcome as I come— Alas! my well-belov'd, why didst thou leave me ?
What should I live for now; since one so dear From my sad heart and lowly home is taken ?
What should I live for, since there's none to cheer The lonely path through which I roam forsaken ?
She pass'd away, but in our lonely home
She left a bud of innocence still clinging; Which, though its parent flower was wrapp'd in gloom, Still, still around me was its sweetness flinging.
But even that was soon to leave my side,-^-Its angel mother beckon'd it to heaven !
Alas, my Albert! would that I had died, Ere this poor heart by such a blow was riven ! |
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