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" Remember me—Oh! pass not thou my graveWithout one thought whose relies thererecline-:

The only pang my bosom dare not bravo,

Must be to find forgetfulness in ihim\ 36o

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** Mr fondest— faintest — latest —accents hoar:

Grief for the dead not Virtue can rCprovcjThen give me all I ever ashed —- a tear,

The first — last—sole reward of so much love!'*

He passed the portal — crossed the corridore,

Ami reached the chamber as the strain gave o’er :

" My own Medora! sure thy song is sad —■ (<

“ In Conrad’s absence wouldst thou have itglad?

" Without thine ear to listen to my lay, 3t>y" Sli*ll my song inj thoughts, n»y soul betray:

" Still must each accent to my bosom suit,

" My heart unhushed — although my Ups weremute!

" Oh! many a night on this lone couch rccliiyd,

" My dreaming learwith storms hath winged the *

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