I AM IIIS. 
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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 house 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. 
Rogees’s Homan Life. 
0, save to on a 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. 
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