On the Death of Princess Borghese, at Rome, November 1840 by Richard Monckton Milnes Houghton

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On the Death of Princess Borghese, at Rome, November 1840 by Richard Monckton Milnes Houghton
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Once, and but once again I dare to raise A voice which thou in spirit still may'st hear Now that thy bridal bed becomes a bier Now that thou canst not blush at thine own praise! The ways of God are not as our best ways And thus we ask, with a convulsive tear Why is this northern blossom low and sere? Why has it blest the south but these few days? Another Basilic, decked otherwise Than that which hailed thee as a princely bride Receives thee and three little ones beside; While thе young lord of that late glorious home Stands 'mid thesе ruins and these agonies Like some lone column of his native Rome!
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- Richard Monckton Milnes