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LINES.
TO N. T.
ND didst thou, then, unchanged, unmoved,For years still cling to one,
Nor e'er forget that one beloved,
Though hope almost was gone?
And didst thou in full many a scene,
When all around was gay,
Still turn to hours that once had been,
And her so far away?
Blessings upon thy faithful heart!
That heart which nought could change;
Time failed to bid its love depart,
Or absence to estrange.
Years passed upon their rapid wings,
The scenes of earth swept on;
Yet, firm amid all fleeting things,
Thy heart still clung to one.
That heart which nought could change;
Time failed to bid its love depart,
Or absence to estrange.
Years passed upon their rapid wings,
The scenes of earth swept on;
Yet, firm amid all fleeting things,
Thy heart still clung to one.
And now, when hope at last appears,
Oh! may that loved one prove
The rainbow of thy future years!
The pole-star of thy love!
Oh! may that loved one prove
The rainbow of thy future years!
The pole-star of thy love!
