To be continued.

For the Columbian Fountain.
TO My FRIEND.
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TO. MY FRIEND.
Linked hand in hand with Love and Hope,
We'd wander down life's Aowery slope"


Amelia.
Should sorrow cause thy tears 10 flow,
And till thy tender heart with wo;
And should thou lhro' deep troubles so,
With pity then my heart would glow,


For thee my friend.
Thou hast mind so free fIom art,
Thy looks such che4rfulness impary
If thou shouldst grieve The tears would start
From anguish deeply felt at heart,
.. For thee my friend.
From thee my heart shall never move,
But round thee bind its wrealhs Of love;
And then would call on all above,
MY constancy for thee to prove,


My loving friend.
So long as virtue keeps her shrine,
So long as truth shall live and shine,
So long this faithful heart Of mine,
Shall echo every beat Of thine.


My loving friend.
Blest with friend so true, so kind,
And in whose breast always find,
A love TO all my faults SO blind,
feel my heart is all consigned, .E


To thee my friend.
And when hear the warning nigh,
Which speaks to man that he must die,
0 may on Thy bosom lie,
And breathe my last my parting sigh,


To thee my friend.
In after lie, when loved ones bend,
Low o'er my dust and thine my friend,
May our blest spirits rise to spend,
A happy life which ne'er shall end,


Stu loUing friends.


S..
GEoReErowN, D. c., July 90, 1886