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POEMS.
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LAURA VINDICATED.

TO A FRIEND.

No, 'twas not love, in Laura's bowerWhich made me oft consume the day;She knew my heart owned Julia's power,She knew my heart was far away.Each soul but joyed a soul to meet,With which itself could well agree:Grief made to me her soothing sweet,And Pity made her cherish me.
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