In early days thy fondness taught
My soul its endless love to know;
Thy image waked in every thought,
Nor fear’d my tongue to tell thee so.
In all the trusting faith of youth,
That knows no dread, that feels no care,
I deem’d thy heart was all of truth,
And I the cherish’d object there.
Alas! the vision’d bliss is gone-
Too soon those days were o’er!
This heart still loves-but loves alone-
Its joys are there no more
(Louisa Stuart Costello)
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