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Andrew Macphail, comp.  The Book of Sorrow.  1916.
XXXIV. Compensation
On the Death of a Recluse
By George Darley (1795–1846)
’MID roaring brooks and dark moss-vales,
  Where speechless Thought abides,
Still her sweet spirit dwells,
  That knew no world besides.
Her form the woodland still retains—        5
  Wound but a creeping flower,
Her very life-blood stains
  Thee, in a falling shower.
Touch but the stream, drink but the air,
  Her cheek, her breath is known—        10
Ravish that red rose there,
  And she is all thy own.
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