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AN OLD MAN'S REMINISCENCE.
The writer's grandfather, an old revolutionary officer, now on the verge of ninety-two, paid a visit several years since to a house in the city of Albany, in which, more than half a century before, he had been married. The touching narration of his feelings, as he stood in that time-worn apartment, suggested the following lines.
An old man stood in a serious mood, within an ancient room,
And o'er his features gathered fast, a shade of deepest gloom,
While to his eye, bedimmed with age, came up the gushing tears,
As memory from her hidden caves, recalled long buried years.
And o'er his features gathered fast, a shade of deepest gloom,
While to his eye, bedimmed with age, came up the gushing tears,
As memory from her hidden caves, recalled long buried years.
