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succeeding hopes beguil'd.

fate oft tears the bosom chords

that nature finest strung;

so isabella's heart was form'd,

and so that heart was wrung.

dread omnipotence alone

can heal the wound he gave—

can point the brimful grief-worn eyes

to scenes beyond the grave.

virtue's blossoms there shall blow,

and fear no withering blast;

there isabella's spotless worth

shall happy be at last.

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