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STANZAS.
To me thy yet surviving bloomAnd ling'ring sweetness can recallHearts which, unchill'd by gath'ring gloom,Can meekly live and love—through all.
From such, in seasons dark and drear,Immortal hopes, of noblest worth,Feelings and thoughts, to virtue dear,Gush like thy dying fragrance forth,
And fling a holier charm aroundThan prosp'rous hours could ever know;For rapture's smile less fair is foundThan that which Patience lends to Woe!
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