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POEMS.
Loveliest daughters of thy land
Deck in vain their forms, for thee;
Thou art clinging to a hope
Doomed to bring thee misery!

Revel in thy dear-bought joys!
Deem the vision true as bright,
That the wonder-worshipped one
Ne'er will vanish from thy sight!

Hope still on! The heart is cold,
Its beatings o'er when hope is past!
Trust, until the bitter truth
Burst upon thee at the last.

Then, a warrior as thou art,
Turn thy nature once again!
Spurn remembrance of the past
As a vision wild and vain.

Tell thy Mingo foe, that grief
Left thee still a Delaware!
Tho', should e'er thy heart be his,
He'd find the name of "Cora" there.
R. A.