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Memory's Rosary.
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With the rosary in my bosom,
With the flowers in my hand,
Thus I wander through life's journey,
Onward to the happier land.

Ever count my love-sent blessings—
Blessings strung on threads of prayer;
Count them in my joys and sorrows,
On my rosary rich and rare.

Lake Como; July, 1861.