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Northern Illinois University
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| Series: |
New York Weekly
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v. 19 no. 18
— page 8 |
| Subject / Tag: |
Poem |
| Part of: |
New York Weekly, v. XIX, no. 18, March 24, 1864 (Issue) |
| Author: |
Bushnell, William H., 1823-
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| Date: |
March 24, 1864 |
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"And I too have my closet, with a ghastly form inside, The skeleton of a perished love, killed by a cruel pride, I sit by the fire at evening, as you will sometimes sit, And watch in the roseate half light the ghosts of happiness flit. |
| First Sentence: |
How is it, I wonder, hereafter? Faith teaches us little here |
| Last Sentence: |
And my angel wear a golden star amid her ebon hair. |
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