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Balm of Gilead, Melissa. You improve. 
At gira truth, perhaps you are less wre 
But draw the long 7 othe ow than e 
Bee Biter “Falsehood. 
* You es Bah te of faith, 
But ne 
Eyeable, Rosa. Envy. 
With jaundiced eye 
es beauties trivial faults to spy.” 
Belvider Ambition. 
= Wi do you aim, with eager strife 
At things beyond the chee 3 of life.” 
Batch. a Globe amaranthus. Hope even in misery, 
to me of the charm of youth’s es. 
tered in 
"There 's sure kles.”_ 
Balsam, inraieace. Bis away. 
Go, quit this , 
“hed died at a andor conte bane to ie a 
Melissa. Sympathy. 
"a If from those eyes-the tear drops fall, 
They shall not fall alone.” 
Buzrus Stoicism. 
“ Seek not from cold philosophy relief, tee 
’Gainst the world’s frowns, or heart-consuming grief.” 
Balsam Apple, Mom ordica. Smile again. 
“Come! come! ‘twill not do; put that ok. je down, 
You ¢ come for the soul Pith learn how to 
Jeet, Laurus. - ‘ia one 
#7 Tis not in jo hag ae a 
- We can do 
more, deserve it.” 
