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BOURDILLON.

The mind has a thousand eyes,

And the heart but one ;
Yet the light of a whole life dies

THE FEMALE CONVICT.
When its day is done.

SHE shrank from all, and her silent mood

Made her wish only for solitude:
THRENODY.

Her eye sought the ground, as it could not brook,

For innermost shame, on another's to look ; My heart is there,

And the cheerings of comfort fell on her ear Where, on eternal hills, my loved one dwells, Like deadliest words, that were curses to hear ! Among the lilies and the asphodels ;

She still was young, and she had been fair;
Clad in the brightness of the Great White But weather-stains, hunger, toil, and care,
Throne,

That frost and fever that wear the heart,
Glad in the smile of Him who sits thereon ; Had made the colors of youth depart

The glory gilding all his wealth of hair, From the sallow cheek, save over it came
And making his immortal face more fair ; The burning flush of the spirit's shame.
There is my treasure, and my heart is there.

They were sailing over the salt sea-foam,
My heart is there;

Far from her country, far from her home;
With him who made all earthly life so sweet; And all she had left for her friends to keep
So fit to live, and yet to die so meet

Was a name to hide and a memory to weep! So meek, so grand, so gentle, and so brave, And her future held forth but the felon's lot, So ready to forgive, so strong to save ;

To live forsaken, to die forgot!

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