POETRY
... STAkNZAS. 0, there are spots on earth so bright And beautifail, that when dissever 'The links that bound our hearts in light, No star of Hope begenis our night, We seem to mourn their absence ever. 0, there are friends whose voice of love Stirred all the inmost founts of feeling, Whose memory o'er the soul doth move Like kindling ires of heaven above, Or music o'er sweet violets stealing. 0, ...