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Miscellaneous Poems.
The stars came out; and, one by one,Each angel from his silver throneLooked down and saw what I had done:I dared not hide me, Rosaline!I crouched; I feared thy corpse would cryAgainst me to God's quiet sky,I thought I saw the blue lips tryTo utter something, Rosaline!
I waited with a maddened grinTo hear that voice all icy thinSlide forth and tell my deadly sinTo hell and heaven, Rosaline!But no voice came, and then it seemed,That, if the very corpse had screamed,The sound like sunshine glad had streamedThrough the dark stillness, Rosaline!
Dreams of old quiet glimmered by,And faces loved in infancyCame and looked on me mournfully,Till my heart melted, Rosaline!
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