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 Though cruel human-kind relentless prove, And least resemble thee in acts of love; Though friends who should administer relief, Add pain to woe and misery to grief; And oft, too oft! with hypocritic air. Condemn those faults in which they deeply share: Yet Thou, who dost our various frailties know. And seest each spring from whence our actions flow, Shalt, while for mercy to thy throne I fly, Regard th' uplifted hand and streaming eye. Mrs. Pilkington Rh