Drest as a bridesmaid, but all pale and cold, / With roseless cheek, all pale and cold and dim, / Lie lifeless at my feet! / And then came Love, a sylph in bridal trim, / And stood beside my seat; / She bent, and kiss'd her sister's lips, / As she was wont to do;-- / Alas! 'twas but a chilling breath / Woke just enough of life in death / To make Hope die anew.

-Samuel Taylor Coleridge

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