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Literary Gazette, 31st January, 1829, Page 76
ORIGINAL POETRY.
LINES TO THE AUTHOR AFTER READING
THE SORROWS OF ROSALIE.*
One of those gifted ones that walk the earth,
Like angels in their beauty, and the while
The air is filled with music from their wings.
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Love's thoughts are writ on rose-leaves, but with tears;
And those are what she taught her charmed lute,
Looking herself the loveliness she sang.
They tell me, lady, that thy face
Is as an angel's fair,
That tenderness is all the trace
Of earth thy features wear;
That we might hold thee seraph still,
But sighs with smiles unite,
And that thy large dark eyes will fill
With tears as well as light.
