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FLORA’S ALBUM. 49 
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Geranium, Mourning. 
DESPONDENCY. 
i He led her to the altar, 
But the bride was not his chosen ; 
He led her, with a hand as cold 
| As though its pulse had frozen. 
Flowers were crushed beneath his tread, 
A gilded dome was o’er him 5 
But his brow was damp, and his lips were pale, 
As the marble steps before him. 



His soul was sadly dreaming 
Of one he had hoped to cherish ; 
Of a name and form that the sacred rites, 
Beginning, told must perish. 
He gazed not on the stars and gems 
Of those who circled round him ; 
But trembled as his lips gave forth 
The words. that falsely bound him. 
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Despair had fixed upon his brow 
Its deepest, saddest token 5 
And the bloodless cheek, the stifled sigh, 
Betrayed Ais heart was broken. 




Eviza Cook. 

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