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For pure that shrine must ever he,
For His own glorious service given,
Which shares His own eternity,
Which tastes the happiness of heaven!




SI DESERIS PEREO.
He seemed to love her—and her youthful cheek
Wore for awhile the transient bloom of joy,
And her heart throbbed with hopes she could not speak,
New to delight, and mute in ecstasy;
He won that heart in its simplicity,
All undisguised in its young tenderness,
And smiling saw that he, and only he,
Had power at once to wound it, or to bless.

She gave to him her innocent affection,
And the warm feelings of her guileless breast;
And from the storms of life she sought protection
In his dear love, her home of earthly rest: