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When her heart was all dreary and burdened with fears,
Hope came like a seraph and touched it with light,
Like sunshine or rain-drops it kindled her tears
Till they trembled like stars 'mid her soul's quick delight.
Florence had taken up her pencil again, but still remained inactive, gazing wistfully through the lace curtains, at the li