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Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton - Sonnet XVI
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PRINCESS MARIE OF WIRTEMBURG.

WHITE Rose of Bourbon`s branch, so early faded! 
When thou wert carried to thy silent rest, 
And every brow with heavy gloom was shaded, 
And every heart with fond regret oppress`d,-- 
Sweet was the thought thy brother gave to him 
Who, far away on Ocean`s restless wave, 
Could not behold those fair eyes closed and dim, 
Nor see thee laid in thy untimely grave! 
And, pitying him who yet thy loss must hear,-- 
Whose absent breast a later pang must feel,-- 
Murmur`d, with touching sadness, by thy bier, 
"Adieu for me! Adieu for Joinville!" 
Sweet was the thought, and tender was the heart 
Which thus remember`d all who in its love had part.
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