ECTED POETRY.
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Thou can'st not forget me, for memory will fling
Her lights DER obvon's dark sea;
And wherever thou roamest, II something will cling
To thy bosom that whispers of me.
Tho the cords of thy spirit, now may not sweep
or thy touch they'll retain soft thrill
Like the low under-tone of the mournfu! voice deep


When the wind that hath swept it is still. r
The love that is kept IN the security of trust,
" Cannot pass like the foam from the seas,
Or mark that the finger hath traced in the dust
When It's swept BY The breath of the breeze.
They tell me, my love, thou wilt calmly resign,
I. Yeti know cen whilst listening to them,
Thou witt sigh for the hear. that was linked unto


thine,


As rose bud is linked to its stem.
Thou cnn'st not forget me- too long thou hast flung
Thy spirits soft pinion DER mine;
Too deep was the promise that round my lips cIung
As they softly responded to thine.
In the hush Of the twilight, beneath the blue skies
My presence will mantle thy soul,
And feeling Of softncss will rush to thine eyes
i 90 deep for thy manhoods 8 control.
Thou may'st roam to thine own isle of beauty


and fame


Far, far from the land of the free,
Yet each wind that floats round thee will murmur


the name - "r..s


That is softer than music to thee.
And when round thee, darkly, misfortunes shall
e crowd.


Thou'lt think, like the beautiful form
OF The rainbow that arches the empestuous cloud;
My love would have ghtened the storm.
Thou can's not forget me, the passions that dwot,
In the depths of thy soul could not dies
With the memory Of all thou hast murmufed and
s felt, -..


In thy bosom twill slumbering lie.
Thou may'st turn 10 another and wish to forget,
But the wish will not bring thee repose,
For ah! thou will find that the thorn of regret


Will be linked with the sweets of the rose.
sA ..-.. -.--. AMELIA.
