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J. C. Squire, ed.  A Book of Women’s Verse.  1921.
A Lament
By Amelia Opie (1769–1853)
THERE was an eye whose partial glance
Could ne’er my numerous failings see;
There was an ear that heard untired
When others spoke in praise of me.
There was a heart time only taught        5
With warmer love for me to burn;
A heart whene’er from home I roved
Which fondly pined for my return.
There was a lip which always breathed
E’en short farewells in tones of sadness;        10
There was a voice whose eager sound
My welcome spoke with heartfelt gladness.
There was a mind whose vigorous power
On mine its own effulgence threw,
And called my humble talents forth,        15
While thence its dearest joys it drew.
There was a love which for my weal
With anxious fears would overflow;
Which wept, which pray’d for me, and sought
From future ills to guard—But now!—        20
That eye is closed, and deaf that ear,
That lip and voice are mute for ever;
And cold that heart of anxious love,
Which Death alone from mine could sever:
And lost to me that ardent mind,        25
Which loved my various tasks to see;
And oh! of all the praise I gain’d
His was the dearest far to me!
Now I unloved, uncheered, alone,
Life’s weary wilderness must tread,        30
Till He who heals the broken heart
In mercy bids me join the dead.

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