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nature, can ever hope to do. Still 
does the love and admiration which 
he feels for them, testify of his 
yearnings after a holier and better 
state of existence, and of the hopes 
which, often unknown to himself, 
he cherishes, that he may, one day, 
resume his cast olf, but not entirely 
rejected, garment of purity, and 
he again like unto those 
“ Floral apostles, that in dewy splendour 
Weep without woe, and blush without a 
crime.” 
And he would be uttering the true 
wish of his soul, were he further 
to exclaim, with Horace Smith, 
M Oh, may I deeply learn, and ne’er 
surrender 
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