Note 6 — Early Poems
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1833. Unto our Lady prayed she. She moved her lips, she prayed alone, She praying disarrayed and warm From slumber, deep her wavy form In the dark-lustrous mirror shone. “Madonna,” in a low clear tone Said Mariana, night and morn, Low she mourned, “I am all alone, Love-forgotten, and love-forlorn”.