Poetry
... loortry. NIAMES WE LOVE. .,NaEs we love we scarcely falter, And we sigh them as we pray; Oh! can such pure feelings alter? Can they ever know decay ? Names wo love, when others ?? them How our startled pulses beat, As from all the world we'd sheath them, In our hear't's own hushi'd retreat. Names we love, when others coldly Breathe in tones of slight or blame, I-low above tire world we belily ...