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BROKEN VOWS

SUGGESTBD BY THE PORTRAIT OF A YOUNG FLORENTINE GIRL
AT VIENNA.




She has learned a sad lesson,—she trusted away
A heart that loved wildly, but O, how sincere!
She dreamed that such happiness could not decay,
But the full-flowing fountain has shrunk to a tear.

She thought that the sun, which at morn shone so bright,
Would surely shine on till the starlight appeared;—
But sorrow came down on the cold wings of night,
And all her youth cherished was trampled and seared;

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BROKEN VOWS.

The being she worshipped, as angels adore,—
The bird she had nestled so close to her heart,—
That one ! O, no other can ever restore
The joy of her Eden, — from him she must part!

She must strive to forget him; and never again
Send a dove to the world with the hope of return;—
She must close every portal, but sighing and pain
In a bosom that sorrow can never unlearn!