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From Tie Untted States Lierary Gazette.


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vi INSCRIPTION
I&anger, if thou hast ever blessed the shade,
Mai lent thee shelter from the sun or rain,
yhou wilt not rest thee underneath dc elm
Without sense of gratitude. The bouShs,
fhat oycrshadow thee, have borne the brunt
n centuries, and have records Of the past
y all their whispering leaves. We cannot hear
Yelling their tales, through the long summer
n day,


10 the cool west-wind, and have other thoughts,
2han OF the generations, who have sat,
y long succession, on the messy tart
Ehat beds these twisted roots. Sunshine and
calm,


Darkness and storm, have been around these
boughs,
knd they have smiled to the unclouded sky,
1nd rocked in the rude tempest, but have stood
1nbroken, while the stream oe human life
Vas ebbed and flowed ike the perpetual tide,
&nd hardly left trace upon It's shores,
10 tell us where it came. Then rest thee, sran-
y ger,
And think thou nearest in the ancient wood
n monitor, that warns thee of thy end
Fith low earnest voice, Il voice OF Kindness,
That, like silent fountain running over,
&efreshcs where it flows, and, like its waters,


eives life to the scre heart it passes BY.