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VAIN FINDING

EVER before my face there went
Betwixt earth's buds and me
A beauty beyond earth's content,
A hope — half memory:
Till in the woods one evening —
Ah! eyes as dark as they,
Fastened on mine unwontedly,
Grey, and dear heart, how grey!

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