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When on a fragrant sandal tree


'Fhe woodman, $ axe descends,


And she who who bloomed so beaute ously,
/. Beneath the weapon bends o4s 4.
Fen on the edge that wrought her death,
Dying, she breaihes her sweetest breath,
As il TO token in her fall, eft


Peace 10 her foes, and love 10 all. t,
How hardly man this lesson learns,
10 smile and bless the land that spurns,
TO see the blow, to feel the pain,
And render only love again; ts M


One had il, but He came from heaven
Reyiled. rejected, and betrayed,
No curse He breathed, no plant he made,
But when IN deaths dark pang he sighed,
Prayed for his murderers and died. j.