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��THE ROSES;

Addressed to a Friend, on the Birth of his first Child.

��Two Roses on one slender spray,

In sweet communion grew, Together hail'd the morning ray,

And drank the evening dew ; \Miile sweetly wreath'd in mossy green. There sprang a Uttle bud between.

Through clouds and sunshine, storms and showers.

They open'd into bloom. Mingling their foliage and their flowers,

Their beauty and perfume ;

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