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...arch and ivied wall ; The tender images we love to trace, Steal from each year a melancholy grace I And as the sparks of social love expand, As the heart opens in a foreign land ; And, with a brother'« warmth, a brother'« smile. The stranger greets each native of his isle ; So scenes of life,...

...delight to meet a countryman at such a distance from home. " And as the sparks of social Jove expand, So the heart opens in a foreign land, And with a brother's...smile, The stranger greets each native of his isle." The other gentleman alluded to, was an officer in his imperial majesty's guards, whom I had known at...

...deeply in its morning-hour, Than when the shades of Time serenely fall On every broken arch and ivied wall ; The tender images we love to trace, Steal from each year a melancholy grace ! 34 And as the sparks of social love expand, As the heart opens in a foreign land ; And, with a brother's...

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