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Tears for the weary,
Smiles for the gay:
Hearts that are dreary
Dream far away.
Vows have been broken—
Tears have been shed—
Love’s gentle token
Lies withered and dead.
Dead and forsaken!
O leave me alone!
I would not awaken
The memories gone.
Then utter no whisper—
Breathe not a sigh—
Like evening’s last vesper
Affection must die.
O. J. V.