The Lady Of La Garaye
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HOW Memory haunts us! When we fain would be Alone and free, Uninterrupted by his mournful words, Faint, indistinct, as are a wind-harp's chords Hung on a leafless tree,-- He will not leave us: we resolve in vain To chase him forth--for he returns again, Pining incessantly!
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