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STUDENT FRIENDS.
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But all my mine exploded —
Came there a tale so base;
You for the pseudo hero !
Dark grew your pictured face.

You to be living vilely,
Hampered with hidden sin ! —
Send me a full denial,
That I may your victory win.

ii.

True ! and you cannot help me,
Cannot explain the thing ?
Will not come near from henceforth,
Lest you the taint should bring ?
I must forgive, renounce you,
Leave you to go your way ?
That your reply, my brother ?
Woe on this evil day !