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THE TEAR.
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5.

The Soldier braves death
For a fanciful wreath
In Glory's romantic career;
But he raises the foe
When in battle laid low,
And bathes every wound with a Tear.


6.

If, with high-bounding pride,[1]
He return to his bride!
Renouncing the gore-crimson'd spear;
All his toils are repaid
When, embracing the maid,
From her eyelid he kisses the Tear.


7.

Sweet scene of my youth![2]
Seat of Friendship and Truth,
Where Love chas'd each fast-fleeting year;
to leave thee, I mourn'd,
For a last look I turn'd,
But thy spire was scarce seen through a Tear.


  1. When with high-bounding pride,
    He returns ——.—[4to]
  2. [Harrow.]