POETRY.

From Che Neso- YOrk Courier.

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 Take the strains that passion wove tl,ee, Darkiy though they breathe of me, Other hearts may idly love thee, Mine has given, idoIatry. Like the skies OCT ocean stealing, Ever on is breast revealing, Even the tittul hues of feeling, Catch the changing tint from thee. Twine my name with some lone river, Trackless in its journey done Pointing to old ocean, ever Turning, flashing, rushing on-- Thus the fever'd tide is sweeping, Still to thee it's scourses keeping, Till like wave in ocean sleeping, We may mingIe souls in one. NORMA.