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My dearest Mary, wherefore hast thou gone, / And left me in this dreary world alone? / Thy form is here indeed-a lovely one- / But thou art fled, gone down the dreary road, / That leads to Sorrow's most obscure abode; / Thou sittest on the hearth of pale despair, / Where / For thine own sake I cannot follow thee.