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DREAMS OF HEAVEN.
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"Oh! Heaven is where no secret dread
May haunt Love's meeting hour,
Where from the past no gloom is shed
O'er the heart's chosen bower:
"Where every sever'd wreath is bound—
Where none have heard the knell
That smites the heart with that deep sound—
Farewell,—belov'd, farewell!"
