“So from my chastened soul beneath thy ray
Old love is born anew.”

Remembrance.
Context: As all the perfumes of the vanished day
Rise from the earth still moistened with the dew
So from my chastened soul beneath thy ray
Old love is born anew.

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French writer 1810–1857

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