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With them I take delight in weal 
And seek relief in woe ; 
And while I understand and feel 
How much to them I owe, 
My cheeks have often been bedew’d 
With tears of thoughtful gratitude. 
My thoughts are with the Dead ; with them 
I live in long past years, 
Their virtues love, their faults condemn, 
Partake their hopes and fears, 
And from their lessons seek and find 
Instruction with an humble mind. 
My hopes are with the Dead ; anon 
My place with them will be, 
And I with them shall travel on 
Through all Futurity ; 
Yet, leaving here a name, I trust, 
That will not perish in the dust.” 
i aa gM 
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