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POETRY. THE LOVER TO HIS DEPARTING LOYED ONE. Thou art leavni; u" ail, love, and much may befal, love, To warp an,1 to wean thee from infancy's ties; Thou wilt tread fairer place*. and see brighter faces," And freshness and beauty will dazzle thine eyes. Thou hast promised thine heart. love, but now, ere we part, love Take back all the vows thou hast given to ne They were made in our joy. love, as yirl and as boy, love, When moonlight was ;;iirlir:g the old hawthorn tree. We have grown up together like green moss and heather, Our hands were entwined ere cur :oot<tens were sure But the dreams of our youth, love, too often, forsooth, love, Are painted in colours that will not endure. And now thou art j»oin £ where life wiii be glowing With all the enchantment thou longest to see And a rarer Klysi-m may shut from thy vision Our fairy roniaur aid the old hawthorn tree. If thou undest another whose presence can smother Our earliest words anù uur latest adieu Thou liadst better be breaking thy word than be takiug An altar to serve where thou couldst not be true. 1'1 have thee forget, love, if aught of regret, love, Should come with the thought that thy wi:! is not free; Oh I'd have thee furji-t. love, that ever we met, love, With promise and pledge the old hawthorn tree. Think not I would gain thee if duty but chain thee, Think not that I iip"m thee unchangeably mine; Shouidst thou love one morp dear! ch tell me sincerely, Anil my hope" and my claims I will sadly resign. For mv heart. while possessing its coveted blessing, bitterly bleed if affectim could see That thy young love had vanished, and feelings were banished, That gladdened my seal the old hawthorn tree. I see bv tliv smile, love, thou'rt thinking the while, love. That thou wilt return with thy spirit the same And perchance 1 am wrong, love, in breathing a song, iuve, That shadows one moment thy weil cherished name. So. I'll tell thee no more, love, but that I adore, love, With passion ag fervent as passion can be; And that if thou wilt come, love, unchanged to thy home, love, have orange bloom twined with the old hawthorn tree. ELIZA COUK,

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