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Song.—Yes, I had hope

Yes! I had hope when first we met,
    For hope and joy were in thine eye;
'Twas long before I could forget,
    I trusted thee so tenderly.


And even now, though years are flown,
    And all that charm'd me then was vain,
I think on happy moments flown,
    Until they seem to live again.


But I awake to truth and woe,
    And vanish'd is the pleasing dream,
Like the frail shade the moonbeams throw,
    Or image in the passing stream

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