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POEMS.
Then our hearts would never wander,
Nought on earth could e'er be fonder.
For each other our loves are blended,
Until on earth our lives are ended.

This is love, with Heaven's blessing,—
Each ever true and fondly caressing,—
Until we pass from earth away,
To re-unite in Heaven at a future day.



TO BELLE.


I could not close this little book
Without for thee some kindly feeling;
While o'er these pages you may look,
My love for thee I am revealing.

And when I gaze upon thy face,
And meet affection there so tender,—
A gentle loving heart I trace,
That forever I'll remember.

My friend, thou hast within thyself
One of God's best blessings,—
A pure heart within thy breast,—
So loving, fond, and trusting.