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Orphan in my first years, I early learnt To make my heart suffice itself, and seek Support and sympathy in its own depths.

W, read my cheek, and watch my eye,— Too strictly school'd are they, One secret of my soul to show, One hidden thought betray.

I never knew the time my heart Look'd freely from my brow; It once was check'd by timidness, 'Tis taught by caution now.