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Sonnet - Hundred Waters

Lift not the painted veil which those who live

Call Life though unreal shapes be pictured there

And it but mimic all we would believe

With colours idly spread

Behind lurk Fear

And Hope twin Destinies

Who ever weave

Their shadows o'er the chasm

Sightless and drear

I knew one who had lifted it he sought

For his lost heart was tender

Things to love

But found them not alas

Nor was there aught

The world contains

The which he could approve

Through the unheeding many he did move

Splendour among shadows

A bright blot

Upon this gloomy scene

A Spirit that strove

For truth and like the Preacher found it not