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KNICKERBOCKER GALLERY.
Yet ye have not all bereft me,
Parcæ, spurned from Lethe's shore;
This dear solace still is left me,
That I' ve seen her face once more!
And whatever hence betide me,
That fair vision, day and night,
Like a cynosure shall guide me
To her own blest Land of Light!

New-York, 1854.