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HIS ONLY COMFORT IS THE EXPECTATION OF MEETING HER AGAIN IN HEAVEN.
The brightest eyes, the most resplendent face / That ever shone; and the most radiant hair, / With which nor gold nor sunbeam could compare; / The sweetest accent, and a smile all grace; / Hands, arms, that would e'en motionless abase / Those who to Love the most rebellious were; / Fine, nimble feet; a form that would appear / Like that of her who first did Eden trace; / These fann'd life's spark: now heaven, and all its choir / Of angel hosts those kindred charms admire; / While lone and darkling I on earth remain.