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TORU DUTT. 545 Therefore I fain would consecrate a lay Unto thy honor, Tree, beloved of those Who now in blessed sleep for aye repose, Dearer than life to me, alas ! were they ! Mayst thou be numbered when my days are done With deathless trees, like those in Borrowdale, Under whose awful branches lingered pale "Fear, trembling Hope, and Death the skeleton, And Time the shadow ; " and though weak the verse That would thy beauty fain, oh fain rehearse, May Love defend thee from. Oblivion's curse. 33
