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MISCELLANEOUS POEMS.
Thus let my memory be with you, friends!
Thus ever think of me!
Kindly and gently, but as of one
For whom 'tis well to be fled and gone;
As of a bird from a chain unbound,
As of a wanderer whose home is found;—
So let it be.
THE END.
EDINBURGH: PRINTED BY JOHN JOHNSTONE.
