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Yes weep, and however my foes may condemn,
Thy tears shall efface their decree;
For Heav'n can witness, though guilty to them,
I have been but too faithful to thee.

With thee were the dreams of my earliest love,
Every thought of my reason was thine;
In my last humble prayer to the spirit above,
Thy name shall be mingled with mine.

Oh! blessed are the lovers and friends who shall live,
The days of thy glory to see :
But the next dearest blessing that Heaven can give,
Is the pride of thus dying for thee!
Moore. 


If a man has a right to be proud of any thing, 'tit a good action, done as it ought to be without any cold suggestions of interest lurking at the bottom of it. Sterne.


Who pants for glory, finds but short repose,
A breath revives him, and a breath o'erthrows.
Pope. 


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