POETIC APHORISMS.
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CHRISTIAN LOVE.
Whilom Love was like a fire, and warmth and comfort it bespoke;
But, alas! it now is quenched, and only bites us, like the smoke.
ART AND TACT.
But, alas! it now is quenched, and only bites us, like the smoke.
ART AND TACT.
Intelligence and courtesy not always are combined;
Often in a wooden house a golden room we find.
Often in a wooden house a golden room we find.
