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SONGS OF THE AFFECTIONS.
"Cheer, then, beloved! on whose meek brow is set
Our mother's image—in whose voice a tone,
A faint sweet sound of hers is lingering yet,
An echo of our childhood's music gone;—
Cheer thee! thy Sister's heart and faith are high;
Our path is one—with thee I live and die!"
