THE PEACH BLOSSOM. 
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som aud the sentiment. The bloom of beauty 
captivates the heart of man ; the former is, 
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then, the cause, the latter the effect. 
ILLUSTRATION OP THE SENTIMENT. 
It throbs for thee! it throbs for thee! 
My feet may roam o’er earth and sea, 
My home in court or wild may he, 
But still this heart will throb for thee. 
It oft has ached, when friends have fled. 
When hopes were crush’d, and joy lay dead. 
And sorrow still its lot may be, 
But it will warmly throb for thee. 
Yes! I can welcome joy or woe, 
Supremely blest, if I but know 
Thy heart is fix’d alone on me. 
While mine for ever throbs for thee. 
Rev. W. Coed ale. 
