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The curtains of twilight are drawn in the west / And vespers are sweet on the air, / While I, through my leafless, ungarlanded way / But pause at the gates of despair.
Good-bye to the hopes that were never fulfilled, / Good-bye to the fond dreams that failed, / Good-bye to my dead that has never been born, / Good-bye to love's ship that ne'er sailed.