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BEENY did not quiver, / Juliot grew not gray, / Thin Valency's river / Held its wonted way. / Bos seemed not to utter / Dimmest note of dirge, / Targan mouth a mutter / To its creamy surge.
Yet though these, unheeding, / Listless, passed the hour / Of her spirit's speeding, / She had, in her flower, / Sought and loved the places- / Much and often pined / For their lonely faces / When in towns confined.
Why did not Valency / In his purl deplore / One whose haunts were whence he / Drew his limpid store? / Why did Bos not thunder, / Targan apprehend / Body and breath were sunder / Of their former friend?