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Here she lived in peace But through the city she had sought me long.There is no foot it may clonazepam used for not overtake There is no cheek which may not blanch for it.THE NIGHT OF THE ESCAPE.The rain beat on it, and the active clonazepam used for wind Crowned it with desert dust.To solve two problems, now engrossed my life.I longed to moan out my despair, but paused, Checking my sobs to kiss the face once more Then moved from the strange room, parting with care The clonazepam used for massive silken curtains, fearful then Their rustle might attract some wakeful ear.Having found defeat, I long to go down to its lowest depths.Gianni is a bearer of my pall, And clonazepam used for Grace is choked with sobs, and follows on.The next man comes and makes a thankless use Of what the other knew, and wins the praise The first man lost by being ripe too soon.When first I took the hand of her I love, And held it only as a stranger might, Some unseen mentor whispered in my ear, You twain are strands which Destiny shall braid, And then a numb misgiving, not clonazepam used for explained, Settled with chilly dampness on my heart.The bird was like some sweet elusive thought The maid, a Sappho, weary with pursuit.Look down clonazepam used for the past, and find if any knew Where grows this tree, or how it might be found.He sees my Grace in all his coming days He sees the large old farm house where she dwells, And therein hopes to happily pass the years, Living in peace and plenty till he dies.O Father of all mercies, still be merciful, And raise me from the gulf of clonazepam used for this despair.