Amelia Opie Poems
|41.||Lines Written At Norwich On The First News Of Peace||4/21/2010|
|42.||Lines On The Place De La Concorde At Paris,||4/21/2010|
|43.||Lines on the Opening of a Spring Campaign||1/3/2003|
|44.||Julia, or the Convent of St. Claire||1/3/2003|
I am wearing away like the snow in the sun,
I am wearing away from the pain in my heart;
But ne'er shall he know, who my peace has undone,
How bitter, how lasting, how deep is my smart.
I know he would pity--so kind is his soul,
To him my affliction would agony be;
But never, while I can my feelings control,
The youth whom I love shall know sorrow through me.