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THE OLD MAN'S FAREWELL. 

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Farewell, my pilgrim guest, farewell,
 A few days since thou wert unknown,
None shall thy future fortunes tell,
 But sweetly have the moments flown'!

And kindness, like the sun on flowers,
 Soon chas'd away thy tender gloom;
New-fledg'd the sable-pinion'd hours,
 And wove bright tints in Fancy's loom.