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Rh 6.

Then tell me not, remind me not,

Of hours which, though for ever gone,

Can still a pleasing dream restore,

Till thou and I shall be forgot,

And senseless, as the mouldering stone

Which tells that we shall be no more. Aug. 13, 1808. [First published, 1809.]

TO A YOUTHFUL FRIEND.

1.

Few years have pass'd since thou and I

Were firmest friends, at least in name,

And Childhood's gay sincerity

Preserved our feelings long the same.