uch +e co designed ; 
He that hath none, must ia ane — or be wretche a. 
Young 
Time, which alJl things else removes, 
Still heightens virtue and improves........... Gay. 
PINE, Spruce; or, NORWAY FarEwELt! Farewell! whatever be my lot 
SPRUCE FIR. While feeling burns within my breast, 
Although by thee, perhaps, oo 
PINUS ABIES. On thee remembrance oft will rest. 
In pleasure’s time, my heart will say, 
Though brightly move these moments by— 
Yet far Jess bright and blest are they, 
Than those I knew when thou wert nigh. 
And oft in sorrow’s lonely hour, 
Thy memory on my soul will steal, 
Like music’s strain, with magic power 
To chase away each thought of ill. 
Farewell! for I roi leave thee, 
I weep my last ad 
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Farewell !—In that word—that fatal word—howe’er TN 4 
We promise—hope—believe—there breathes despai hp ’ 
Lorry parriotism. Where the heart is right, there is true patriotism ! 
Bishop Barkley’ s Maxims. 
A spirit unequall’d, and high, 
And to that dauntless temper of his min 
He hath a wisdom that doth guide his valor 
To act in 
The Patriot he, who for sacred freedom stood, 
And would have died ! 
