Monday, May 26, 2014

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This life is to thee like a region enchanted,
O'er which thy rich fancy its rose-color throws;
The hours as they pass thee with visions are haunted,
And thou dream'st them away in inglorious repose.
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Anne Charlotte Lynch Botta
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