{"newspaper_name": "The Columbian fountain.", "edition": "01", "page": "p2", "byline": ""}
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There is sentiment as beautiful as just,
contained in the following lines:


He who forgets the fountain from which he
drank, and the tree under whose shades he
gamboled in the days Of his youth, is stran-
ger to the sweetest impressions Of the human
heart