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THE BENEFACTRESS.
��WHO asks if I remember thee ? or speak thy treasur'd
name ? Doth the frail rush forget the stream from whence its
greenness came ? Doth the wild, lonely flower, that sprang within some
rocky dell, Forget the first, awakening smile that on its bosom fell P
Did Israel's exil'd sons, when far from Zion's hill away, Forget the high and holy house where first they learn'd
to pray ? Forget around their temple's wreck to roam in mute
despair, And o'er its hallow'd ashes pour a grief that none might
share ?
Remember thee ? Remember ^thee ? though many a
year hath fled Since o'er thy pillow, cold and low, the uprooted turf was
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