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Wormwood. 
The bitterest of plants that spring from out of the earth. 
ABSENCE. 
*T is not the loss of love’s assurance, 
It is not doubting what thou art; 
But ’t is the too, too long endurance 
Of absence, that afflicts my heart. 
Absence! is not the soul torn by it 
From more than light, or life, or breath 
"T is Lethe’s gloom, but not its quiet, — 
The pain, without the peace, of death! 
THOMAS CAMPBELL. 
Believe not that absence can banish 
The memory of moments gone by; 
Could I deem they so slightly would vanish, 
i shouid think on the past with a sigh. 
BERNARD Barron, 
But oh! it is more soothing still, 
To feel a fond hope, when we sever : 
Absence cannot affection chill, 
And we may meet more dear than ever. 
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BERNARD BARTON. 

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