[i:4971553537]"I heed not that my earthly lot

Hath——little of Earth in it—

That years of love have been forgot

In the hatred of a minute: —

I mourn not that the desolate

Are happier, sweet, than I,

But that you sorrow for my fate

Who am a passer by."[/i:4971553537]


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