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... SELECGTED). THE DONINION OF PAIN. BY LAMAN BLANCHARD. In all tbatlive, endure, and die; In every vision of the brain - 'On Love's fondI lip; in Pleasurn 3 ey The hermits pulse, the wario; , yoin In hearts that pause and plunge again' Frail victims of the Passing hour, We find thy far dominions, Pain, We trace the footprints of thy power- Though some are washed away by tears Whilst some survive ...