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...As tbose we love decay, we die in part. Siring after string is sever'd from the heart, Till loonrn'd life, at last, but breathing clay, Without one pang,...he who latest feels the blow, Whose eyes have wept o'er every friend laid low: Dragg'd ling*ring on, from partial tlrath, to death. Till ilj ing, all...

...those we love decay, we die in part. String after string is sever'd from the heart ; 'Till loosen'd life, at last but breathing clay, Without one pang, is glad to fall away." We had recently lost, also, the great painter we have just mentioned ; and, among all the admirers...

...As those we love decay, we die in part, String after string is sever'd from the heart; Till loosen'd life, at last but breathing clay, Without one pang is glad to fall away. Thornton. ACCEPT this tribute, dear departed DREW! From one who lov'd thee with a heart sincere; The...

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...those wo love decay, we die in part ; String after string is sever'd from the heart, Till looaen'd life, at last but breathing clay. Without one pang...he who latest feels the blow, Whose eyes have wept o'er every friend laid low ; Dragg'd, lingering on, from partial death to death, Till, dying, all he...

...decay, we die in part ; String after string is severed from the heart. Till loosen'd life, no more than breathing clay, Without one pang is glad to fall away....he, who latest feels the blow ! Whose eyes have wept o'er every friend laid low, tion from dull and hard drinking, frivolous gossip, and Bo3otian uproar,...

...decay, we die in part; String after string is sever'd from the heart; Till loosen'd life, no more than breathing clay, Without one pang is glad to fall away....he, who latest feels the blow ! Whose eyes have wept o'er every friend laid low, Still lingering on from partial death to death, Till dying, all he can...

...are still to be seen : — ' As those we love decay, we die in part, String after string is severed from the heart, Till loosened life at last — but...he who latest feels the blow, Whose eyes have wept o'er every friend laid low, Dragg'd lingering on from partial life to death, Till dying, all he can...