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Thomas R. Lounsbury, ed. (1838–1915). Yale Book of American Verse.  1912.
Philip Pendleton Cooke. 1816–1850
118. Florence Vane
I LOVED thee long and dearly, 
    Florence Vane; 
My life's bright dream, and early, 
    Hath come again; 
I renew, in my fond vision,         5
    My heart's dear pain, 
My hope, and thy derision, 
    Florence Vane. 
The ruin lone and hoary, 
    The ruin old,  10
Where thou didst hark my story, 
    At even told,— 
That spot—the hues Elysian 
    Of sky and plain— 
I treasure in my vision,  15
    Florence Vane. 
Thou wast lovelier than the roses 
    In their prime; 
Thy voice excelled the closes 
    Of sweetest rhyme;  20
Thy heart was as a river 
    Without a main. 
Would I had loved thee never, 
    Florence Vane! 
But, fairest, coldest wonder!  25
    Thy glorious clay 
Lieth the green sod under— 
    Alas the day! 
And it boots not to remember 
    Thy disdain—  30
To quicken love's pale ember, 
    Florence Vane. 
The lilies of the valley 
    By young graves weep, 
The pansies love to dally  35
    Where maidens sleep; 
May their bloom, in beauty vying, 
    Never wane 
Where thine earthly part is lying, 
    Florence Vane!  40

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