“Ah! word that’s born amidst our blinding tears” Florence M. Haines Haines, Florence M. Metadata research and editing DVPP Project Team Fukushima Kailey University of Victoria Digital Victorian Periodical Poetry Project Victoria, BC, Canada

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Florence M. Haines sends the following   answer to Charade in July Atalanta :—

Ah ! word that’s born amidst our blinding tears, The child of broken hopes and crushing fears, And vain attempts to gauge the coming years, That echoes mournfully since Adam fell, Till kindly Death at last shall break its spell— In Heaven the Angels never say—Farewell.