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294 LAPSE OF YEARS,
Thau it was wont to seem ; for thou hast been A denizen of loftier domes, and halls Meet for the feet of princes. Ask thou, not For father or for mother, they who made That humble home so beautiful to thee : But go thy way, and show to some young heart The same deep love, the same unchanging zeal Of pure example, pointing to the skies, That nurtur'd thee. So shalt thou pay the debt To nature's best affections, and to God.
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