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  Thou gav'st me time much good to do, And health—and privileges too, And if I fail'd, still blameless thou.

Thou brought'st me comfort from above, Sweet peace, and fond paternal love, No night of pain, or day of noise, But gentle, intellectual joys.

I hang upon thy parting glance, And bind thy memory to my heart; Thy little life to me was sweet, Was sweet as friendship—so depart.

 

HAIL, stranger! thou art welcome! for I know Thou cam'st to guide me on my way, and haste My journey to my home. Thro' paths unknown 