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ONCE A WEEK.

[Dec. 12, 1863.


here summer sunshine lends its softest smile,
And Mont Salève lifts his scarr'd brow toward Heaven,
There is a long-deserted feudal pile,
To ruthless ruin given.

Beneath the precipice on which it stands,
Like a gray warder endless vigil keeping,
Geneva, like mosaic in gold bands,
By Leman's side lies sleeping.

No hardy flower, no clinging ivy trains
A kindly leaf to veil its broken arches;
Of all its garden bowers no trace remains,
Save some poor stunted larches.