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TO A HESPERID.

NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED

I HAD passed a dull existence,

Lifeless, useless, stale, forlorn,

Till a Hesperid flew eastward,

A bright Hesperid flew eastward,

And my sinking soul was drawn

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Out of dulness and indifference;

For I cared not where I strayed,

So I kept my soul in motion,

Angry, feverish, aimless motion,

Tending surely toward the grave.

When the fair light burst upon me,

Like a ray of hope divine,

All my past life left my memory;

Sad Experience ceased to twine

Her cold arms about my future,

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