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  Where the rude Hindoo holds his devious way. Where'er thou art, my spirit flies to thine, Bound with the cord of sympathy divine, And faith still looks beyond this scene of pain, Where holy friendship's bands shall ne'er be rent again.

  

The emotions arising from mutual, unlimited friendship and entire confidence, are

SOMETHING than pleasure dearer, more elate Than doubtful hope; more pensive too than joy; More pure than love. They form a band of such Confirmed alliance, so constrain the will, Sooth the rough passions, mingle with such art The hopes, the fears, the raptures of the soul, That selfishness is lost, and one free aim Inspires two spirits, while one magic band Entwines each heart, and so unites their strength That pressing onward they despise the front 