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POEMS.
35
Bear up bravely, show him calmly
You can be as proud as he:
For his love you did not ask it,—
'Twas himself untrue to thee.

Yet it grieves me one I loved so
Should have caused a pang to thee:
Gentle, loving, kind, and truthful,
You should ever happy be.

I trust I'll live on, gentle Anna,
To see you yet a blushing bride:
True hearts to love and caress you,—
A devoted husband by your side.

My sweet and gentle Anna,
There is sorrow on thy brow.
Throw it off!—the sun to-morrow
Will shine just as bright as now.

In years that are to follow,
You may yet so happy be;
And I trust forget thy sorrow,
And kindly think of me.