Good Novel
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She smiles through her tears; holding his hands she speaks.
They did not say I could not live beyond this weary night,
But now I know that I shall die before the morning's light.
How weak I am! - but you'll forgive me when I tell you how
I loved you - love you; and the pain it is to leave you now?
We could not marry! - See, the flesh, that clothes the soul of me,
Ordained at birth a sacrifice to this heredity,
Denied, forbade. - Ah, you have seen the bright spots in my cheeks