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ESTRANGED
We stood in the early morning,
We two, by the moss-grown spring,
And we said, "In the journey before us,
Each to each we will fondly cling,
And love over all the pathway
Shall a radiant glory fling;"

"That trust in the truth of the other
Shall ever be perfect and sure,
For hearts that can love as we love,
Will also be strong to endure;
And the faith that we pledge shall ever
Be firm, unshaken and pure."

And down in the fountain before us
Looked upward faces twain;
While our hearts held deeper fountains
Mirroring each one face again,
One face to each held the dearest,
And all other beauty was vain.

We gathered a cluster of blossoms
From amongst the moss at our feet,
And folded them close in our bosoms,
As tokens dear and sweet,
That "Forget-me-not" was the motto
Each loving heart should repeat.

And then in the radiant sunshine,
Hand fondly clasping hand,
We turned from the moss-edged fountain,
To seek for a path o'er the strand,
That having been safely traversed,
Would end in Love's beautiful land.

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