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Anne Bronte - A Reminiscence
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YES, thou art gone ! and never more
     Thy sunny smile shall gladden me ;
   But I may pass the old church door,
     And pace the floor that covers thee.
   May stand upon the cold, damp stone,
     And think that, frozen, lies below
   The lightest heart that I have known,
     The kindest I shall ever know.
   Yet, though I cannot see thee more,
    `Tis still a comfort to have seen ;
  And though thy transient life is o`er,
    `Tis sweet to think that thou hast been ;
  To think a soul so near divine, 
    Within a form so angel fair,
  United to a heart like thine,
    Has gladdened once our humble sphere.
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