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95 Literary Gazette, 16th August 1823, Page 524

ORIGINAL POETRY. LINES. Dear Child, we now are left alone on earth, The grave has those who loved us—desolate Our home of happiness: the dear fire-side Round which we clung has many a vacant place— Death has pass'd over it.

There is no smile to answer thine, No gentle lip thy lip to press; There is no look of love, save mine, To meet thy look in tenderness.

But thou art dearer, thus bereft, Since all who loved thee so are gone; Dearer to me thus lonely left, Oh far more dear, thou orphan'd one!

I loved thee well in happier hour. Not then thus desolate on earth,— When thou wert as a favourite flower, The cherished blossom of our hearth.

Now thou and I alone remain, And thou art doubly dear to me! A sweet link of the broken chain Whose last fond relic rests with thee.L.E.L.