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<h2> LOST FOOTSTEPS </h2>
<p>Upon the disc of Love’s bright planet fell<br/>
A darkness yestereve, and from your lips<br/>
I heard cold words; then came a swift eclipse<br/>
Of joy at meeting on hope’s it-is-well.<br/>
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And if I spoke with sadness and with fear;<br/>
If from your gentle coldness I drew back,<br/>
And felt that I had lost the flowery track<br/>
That led to peace in Love’s sweet atmosphere:<br/>
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It was because a woful dread possessed.<br/>
My aching heart—the dread some evil star<br/>
Had crossed the warm affection in your breast,<br/>
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Had bade me stand apart from where you are.<br/>
The world seemed breaking on my life; I heard<br/>
The crash of sorrows in that chiding word.<br/></p>
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