Poems (Waldenburg)/After

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AFTER. HEINE.
When other lovers part,
 They gently clasp the hand,
With grief in eyes and heart,
 Embracingly they stand.

But we—we stood apart,
 No sigh, no sob was heard,
But tear and aching heart;
 Ah, they came afterward!

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