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shrine of the heart, will not vanish like,
lineaments which childhood's fingers in
idle moments may have traced upon the
sand--that image will remain there un-
broken and unmarked--it will burn on un-
defaced in its lustre, amid the quick rush
of the tempest cloud--and when the wa
vcrlna "star Of our fate seems declining"
the bowed and bewiIdering spirit, like the
trembling dove Of The patriarch, will meet
its home and its refuge in that hallowed
flame where love presides as high priestess
Of its sanctuary, and oonsecrates to un'
bending truth the offered vows of her 70
taries.