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"I WEEP NOT."

  I weep not as I wept
  When first they laid thee low;
My sorrow all too deep is kept
  To melt like common wo;
  Nor do my lips e'er part
  With whispers of thy name,
But thou art shrined in this hushed heart,
  And that is all the same.

  I could be happy now,
  Had memory flown with thee,
But I still hear a whisper low,
  And memory will not flee;
  A whisper that doth tell
  Of thee, and thee alone,
A memory, like the ocean-shell,
  For ever making moan.

  For how can I forget
  Thine eye of softest brown,
With its pale lid, just touched with jet,
  And always drooping down;