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THROUGH A VEIL.

Must I, gazing vainly, see

Faint as utmost sea-dipt sail,

That sweet face shadow'd from me, -

That dear unforgotten face,

With unutterable grace

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Shining from some distant place?

Ah, to those who yearn to know, -

Daily listen at love's gate,

Hard enough to find! . . We go

Through the ways high-hedg'd and strait,

Just a thick blue canopy,

Just a flower, a bird, a tree,

Just a westering wind, you see!

Seldom touch we nearest those

Human hearts from youth akin.

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