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SHE ANNOUNCES TO HIM, IN A VISION, THAT HE WILL NEVER SEE HER MORE.
To soothe me distant far, in days gone by, / With dreams of one whose glance all heaven combined, / Was mine; now fears and sorrow haunt my mind, / Nor can I from that grief, those terrors fly: / For oft in sleep I mark within her eye / Deep pity with o'erwhelming sadness join'd; / And oft I seem to hear on every wind / Accents, which from my breast chase peace and joy. / "That last dark eve," she cries, "remember'st thou, / When to those doting eyes I bade farewell, / Forced by the time's relentless tyranny? / I had not then the power, nor heart to tell, / What thou shalt find, alas! too surely true -- / Hope not again on earth thy Laura's face to see."
WRANGHAM.