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them might behold once more the daisy of 

 their father-land ; and hitter tears were shed 

 in looking at it ; for who can be indiiferent to 

 the recollections of home and kindred, when 

 the heart, tired of its wanderings, longs to 

 be at rest ; and the distant and the departed 

 vividly arise before the mental view. Thus 

 feels the man, who has left his far-off moun- 

 tains, when, jaded with every-day endurance 

 of hard toil, he bends his way to the only 

 spot within his reach, of which the name 

 may recall somewhat concerning early days 

 and forsaken scenes, where the bog pim- 

 pernel loves to linger amid tufts of fern, 

 and the yielding moss. And thus, per- 

 chance, in some wild or beautiful solitude, 

 for such there are even in the neighbour- 

 hood of great cities, may thoughts arise 

 within his heart. 



