Excerpt from Melanie and Other Poems
The ashes ofatherxsand dreams Some fije fiof wild Ambition’ 3 fingers, Some colored of Love’ 3 pencil well ?but none of which a shadow lingers, And none whose story I could tell. Enough, that when I climbed again To Tivoli’s romantic steep, Life had no joy, and scarce a pain, Whose wells I had not tasted deep And from my lips the’thirst had pass’d For every fount save one - the sweetest - and the last. The last - the last My friends were dead.
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