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Lives blurred by grief
     and sin
Barred close from warmth
     and light
Visions of beauty win
Thro fancy's magic
----   ----   ----   ----   ----

Spent souls at close
     of fray
Shorn of all gifts but
Shrink from the narrow
     Way -
And gaze at day
     again -
----   ----   ----   ----

In thews of grinding ice [lie?]
Fast in its death cold
Of warmth and sunny skies,
The Arctic castaway dreams.
----   ----   ----   ----
No instant's flash &
No brief reprieve from
Or lapse in honey[dazey?] dream
For [?] those whom Love
     hath hath slain

Oct 18 - 1884.

H bMS Am 1118.95, Box 9

Perhaps this is too sad
to send you. Please return
the scraps as Matty would
not like hers seen by any one.
I would like [Tony?] to copy
this to keep it with my own.

I was as much struck by
the title Matty gave hers
as anything -

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