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TO. - "Oh come and with thy cheering smile, Again my lonely hours beguile, Oh! come and with thy cheering voice, Bid my desponding heart rejoice; For in thy presence still can I, The thoughts of wordly wo defy. Thy presence can a balm impart, To sooth the sorrows of my heart; And even hiding them from thee, Contains a secret joy for me; Thy friendship seems a gift from Heaven, How rare the boon, how kindly given!" [[line]] "No blessing of life is any way comparable to the enjoyment of a virtuous friend, - it eases and unloads the mind, and clears and improves the understanding; engenders thought and knowledge, animates virtue and good resolutions; soothes and allays the passions and finds employments for most of the vacant hours" of life. - [[line across page]] "Judge best [[?]] one friendship then confide till death." [[line across page]]