I AM HIS. 53 
CROCUS. 
Crocus Vernus. 
Language I AM HIS. 
Confirmed, then, I resolve, 
Adam shall share with me in bliss or woe ; 
So dear I love him, that with him all deaths 
I could endure, without him live no life. 
Milton's Paradise Lost. 
Across the threshold led, 
And every tear kissed off as soon as shed, 
His ho\ise she enters, there to be a light 
Shining within, when all without is night ; 
A guardian angel o'er his life presiding. 
Doubling his pleasure, and his cares dividing. 
RooEES's Human Life. 
O, save to one familiar friend. 
Thy heart its veil should wear, 
The faithless vow be all unheard, 
The flattery wasted there ; 
Heeding the homage of the vain 
As lightly as some star, 
Whose steady radiance changes not, 
Though thousands kneel afar. 
Whittier. 
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