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Go seek it in the hallowed book.
On its calm heavenly pages look;
And soothed, and comforted, and blest,
There shall thy wearied heart find rest.




LINES. TO J. E. J——
Farewell! beloved one! thou wert to me
A sweet bright light upon the future thrown,
And visions of thy happy infancy
Swelled in my heart, as if thou wert my own.

Oft, as thy deep blue eye has met my gaze,
Fond hope of other years has moistened mine;
And oh! I loved its little gentle rays,
And felt each look around my heart entwine.