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Alas! he brings me back my early years, And seems to tell me what I should have been. How have I wasted God's best gifts, and turned Their use against myself! It is too late! Remorse and shame are crushing me to earth And I am desperate with my misery!

bribe won at least attention from the porter; and Walter knew that Lady Marchmont had returned, for her chair was being carried away from the door as he got up to it. Still the difficulty of obtaining admittance was great, and Maynard was vainly urging the importance of his business, when