Who love at random, but whose hearts

Feel no responsive touch.

 

If I Have Lived Before. 

If I have lived before, some evidence

Should that existence to the present bind;

Some innate inkling of experience

Should still imbue and permeate the mind,

If we, progressing, pass from state to state,

Or retrograde, as turns the wheel of fate.

If I have lived before, and could my eyes

But view the scenes wherein that life was spent,

Or even for an instant recognize

The climes, conditions and environment

Beloved by them in that pre-natal span,

Though past and future both be sealed to man;

Or, if perchance, kind memory should ope'

Her floodgates, with fond recollection fraught,

'Twould then renew the dormant fires of hope,

Now smothered out by speculative thought;

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