THEY MAY TELL OF A CLINE.
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TO MISS Z. J. s..
They may tell of cline more delightful than
this, H.1 +, R,a
The land ofthe orange, the myrtle, and vine,
Where the roses blush red beneath Zephyr's


warm kiss. r" Hss


And the bright beams of summer unceasing-


ly shine. le#


But know sweet valley beautiful spot,
Where the turf is so green, and the breezes


are bland;


And me,hinks, if you'll share there my ivy


crown'd cot, 49, ,1ll,
There'll be no place on earth like my own


native land. s'''
A palace meath Italy's star recovered sky,
Unblest by thy presence would desolate be;
But cheerd by the light Of thy soft beaming


eye, a


Ali sweet were tent in the desert with
thee. cH is@ Rafa
For 'tis love-. o! 'tis love which thus hallows
\ the ground, a"i gl.t.
And brightness the gloom Of the anchorite's


cell; 54 8 'a3
And the Eden Of earth, wheresoe'er il be found
Is the spot where the hearts cherished idol


doth dwell. .e,sgs
Then come to my cottage tho cool be. the
shade,
And verdant the sod meath the wide spread
ing bough;
When the wood dove its nest mid the foliage


hath made, att@'fa


Yet lone is that cottoge and desolate now
For as the green forest bereft Of the dove, a
No more with sweet echoes would musical


be- 500
Even so is the rose mantled bower of love,
Unblest and uncheered, if not gladdened by


thee. T.. G. 9