Hope Betrayed One was a flower from paradise, One a pure jade without spot or stain. If each for the other one was not intended, Then why in this life did they meet again? And yet if fate had meant them for each other, Why was their earthly meeting all in vain? In vain were all her sighs and tears, In vain were all his anxious fears: All,insubstantial,doomed to pass, As moonlight mirrored in the water Or flowers reflected in a glass. How many tears from those poor eyes could flow, Which every season rained upon her woe?
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