On Seeing a Rose in a Glass of Water, with the Motto…

Eliza Acton

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"Je vis,--mais dans les larmes!"

Such is the heart whose treasur'd store
Of sweet, and early hope is gone:
It withers to revive no more,
Or lives, like thee, in tears alone!

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