Louisa Stuart Costello (Луиза Стюарт Костелло)

Song (Thou art gone, and the brilliant light that shone)

Thou art gone, and the brilliant light that shone
  In the track of thy way is fled;
And thou leav'st the heart that loved thee alone,
  Silent, and cold, and dead!

When thy smile arose, like the morning's beam,
   All the world seem'd good and bright
But 'tis past like the lovely forms of a dream,
    And I wake to the gloom of night.

1. Medjnoon in His Solitude
2. The Return to Paraclete
3. Song (I will not ask one glance from thee)
4. Lines (I cannot sleep—my nights glide on)
5. November Fifth

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