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Anne Bronte - Yes Thou Art Gone!
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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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