Yet gazed MANDALLA on the square
As she he sought still glided there,-
Oh that fond look, whose eyeballs' strain,
And will not know its look is vain!
At length he turned,-his silent mood
Sought that impassioned solitude,
The Eden of young hearts, when first
Love in its loneliness is nurst. (Letitia Elizabeth Landon)

Yet gazed MANDALLA on the square As she he sought still glided there,- Oh that fond look, whose eyeballs' strain, And will not know its look is vain! At length he turned,-his silent mood Sought that impassioned solitude, The Eden of young hearts, when first Love in its loneliness is nurst.

Letitia Elizabeth Landon

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