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BY L. J. CIST.
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They may talk as they will of “omnipotent love,”
And of lone disappointment’s sad lot—
That the image once shrined we can never remove,
That the once loved may ne’er be forgot:
’Tis the talk of the silly, the childish, the weak,
For a man (though a lover) may still
The idol he worships, if faithless, forsake,