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ON SEEING A PICTURE.
And some warm image lingering there,
Which, half-repulsed by midnight prayer,
Still, like an outcast child, will creep
Where sweetly it was wont to sleep,
And mingle its unhallowed sigh
With cloister-prayer and rosary;
Then tell the pale deluded one
Her vows are breathed.to God alone:
Those vows, which tremulously rise,
Love's last, love's sweetest sacrifice.
[Unfinished.]