I.— CTTHNA TO LAON

Eeyolt of Islam, Canto II., Staxza 48.

We part to meet again — but j^on blue vvaste. Ton désert wide and deep, holds no recess Within whose happy silence, thus embraced, We miffht survive ail ills in one caress : Nor doth the grave — I fear 'tis passionless — Nor von cold vacant Heaven : — ^^we meet again Within the minds of men, whose lips shall bless Our memory, and whose hopes its light retain, When thèse disse vered bones are trodden in the plain.

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