SURELY I heard a voice—surely my name Was breathed in tones familiar to my heart! I listened—and the low wind stealing came, In darkness and in silence to depart. Surely I saw a form, a proud bright form, Standing beside my couch! I raised mine eyes: `Twas but a dim cloud, herald of a storm, That floated through the grey and twilight skies. Surely the brightness of the summer hour Hath suddenly burst upon the circling gloom! I dream; `twas but the perfume of a flower, Which the breeze wafted through the silent room. Surely a hand clasped mine with greetings fond! A name is murmured by my lips with pain; Woe for that sound—woe for love`s broken bond. I start—I wake—I am alone again!SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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