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Now is our life too far apart. 'Tis no longer as erewhile, when we had but one joy, one sorrow, one love, and one life between us. Now is our fate unlike. I am sad, and thou art joyful. My heart yearneth for thy love, but thy longings for me, they are methinks feeble. Alas! alas! that which I have lost for thee dost thou hold; thou art home ( Read more... )