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Ifection, like flower beaten TO the ground
by rude storm, raises up her head and
smiles through her tears Round that
idea as we have said, the mind cIings with
fond affection, and even when The ea{lier
period Of our loss forces memory 10 be ST.
lent, fancy takes the place Of remembrance,
Aand twines the image Of our departed pa-
rent, with a garland Of graces, beauties,
and virtues, whichwe doubt not she pos
sessed.