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L�?iGAL PIECES. We will scale their beetling brows--- We will brush their printless snows, Merrily--merrily; Then, ,to gentler vales descending,. Roam, by brook or forest wencling, , Pea?ully?peaeefully ! Tir'd of all, I ?ee around, Oh, to break each hated bond, - .Rapidly--rapidly ! From foes, fs. lse friends, and tumult, flying, With thee alone Fd live; and, dying, Smile on thee-?.?smile on theel � WRITTEN TO SUIT A BEAUTIFUL AIR. Nr.v?a more, then, shall I see thee, Nor hear.thy voice again ! This the torture, that consumes me, And still recurs with endless pain.