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Show AT LOVE'S CRAVE. Love was true to me, ' True and tender. I who ought to tie Love s defender Let th cokl wluilB blow Till they chilled him. Li t the winds an t nun Shroud him and 1 knew That I killed him. Years he cried to m To bn kin. lor, I was blind to see. Anil jjrew blinder. Yea'B w 1th soft hands raised, Fondly rcachlmt. Wept iin l pi ayi d and praised, SI 111 busu. dilutf. Win n he di''d I woke, ;nl. how lonely! When the gray dawn broke (n one only. Now beside love's grave I urn kneeling, All ho sought aud gave J am feeling. James Uoyle O'Reilly. |