For the .arkansas Banner.
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TO MRS. N. OF ARKANSAS COUNTY. Think not, beloved time can break, The spell around US cast; Or absence from my bosom take The memory of the past My love, is rot that silvery mist, From summer blooms, by sunbeams kissed Too fugitive to last fadeless flower, it still retains The brightest of its early stains To me, though bathed in sorrows dew, The dearer far art thou, loved thee when thy woes were few, N hy should l alter now' That face, in joys bright hour, was fair, More beautiful since grief was there, Tho somewhat pale that brow And be it mine to soothe the pain Thus pressing on thy brow and brain. Yes love, my breast at sorrows call Shall treInble like thine own;

 Ii from those eyes the tear drop fall, It shall not fall alone

 Our souls like heavens srial bow, Blend every light within ;;iAeif glow, Of joy or sorrow known

 And grief, divided with thy heart, Were sweeter far than joy apart. LEO.