... [FOR TOR LONDONDERRY STANDARD THE LOVED. Mortal boson oarer throbbed for thee ; Never-never yet. and never may : None have siglied that thou blessed be— None will weep if drear shall thy day. Trembling, thrilling, pining, ia the love Many earn from many *, Ihou art not Gladdened with the kindnesses Lustrously within the human lot. Every feeling of thy heart is lone, Silent, hidden, sternly ...