Treasure Island

Amelia Opie

(12 November 1769 – 2 December 1853 / Norwich)

Poems of Amelia Opie

41. To Lothario 1/3/2003
42. While many a fond and blooming maid 4/21/2010
43. Yes, Mary Ann 1/3/2003
44. Yes, thou art changed since first we met 4/21/2010
45. You ask why these mountains 4/21/2010


I am wearing away like the snow in the sun,
I am wearing away from the pain in my heart;
But ne'er shall he know, who my peace has undone,
How bitter, how lasting, how deep is my smart.

I know he would pity--so kind is his soul,
To him my affliction would agony be;
But never, while I can my feelings control,
The youth whom I love shall know sorrow through me.

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