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"
Her
coming
was
my
hope
each
day
,
Her
parting
was
my
pain
;
The
chance
that
did
her
steps
delay
Was
ice
in
every
vein
.
"
I
dreamed
it
would
be
nameless
bliss
,
As
I
loved
,
loved
to
be
;
And
to
this
object
did
I
press
As
blind
as
eagerly
.
"
But
wide
as
pathless
was
the
space
That
lay
our
lives
between
,
