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...coun/e^stroke; that I must necessarily wound myseff, when I wound another. MATURE ALWAYS TRXHt. Nature—never did betray The heart, that loved her! Tis her privilege, Through all the years of this our life, lo lead From joy to joy ; for she can so inform The mind, lhat is tettAin us. so impress, With quietness...

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...dearest friend, My dear, dear friend, and in thy voice I catch The language of my former heart, and read My former pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy wild eyes. Oh ! yet a littlo while May I behold in thee what I was once, My dear, dear sister ! and tub prayer I make, Knowing...

...her with gratitude for so cheap a blessing, reminding me of what Wordsworth says,— " Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege, Through all the ycnrs of tliis our life, to lead From joy to joy ; for she can BO inform The mind that is within us,...

...observing eye, an open receptive soul. With him it is no holiday belief, but a deep religious conviction, that " Nature never did betray The heart that loved...years of this, our life, to lead From joy to joy." Amid the woods and fields, under the clear sky, and with the fresh morning airs breathing life into...