Come then, Oblivion, seal
All memory as I drink;
This tortured heart would cease to feel,
This fevered brain to think.
Baltimore, November, 1840.
YOO-TI-HU.
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BY J. ROSS BROWNE.
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Come then, Oblivion, seal
All memory as I drink;
This tortured heart would cease to feel,
This fevered brain to think.
Baltimore, November, 1840.
———
BY J. ROSS BROWNE.
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