A Mood

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Title:     A Mood
Author: Thomas Bailey Aldrich [More Titles by Aldrich]

A blight, a gloom, I know not what, has crept upon my gladness--
Some vague, remote ancestral touch of sorrow, or of madness;
A fear that is not fear, a pain that has not pain's insistence;
A sense of longing, or of loss, in some foregone existence;
A subtle hurt that never pen has writ nor tongue has spoken--
Such hurt perchance as Nature feels when a blossomed bough is broken.

[The end]
Thomas Bailey Aldrich's poem: Mood

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