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Rh From his wan cheek.—And scarce less wretched he— When wintry winds blow loud and frosts bite keen,— The dweller of the clay-built tenement, Poverty-struck, who, heartless, strives to raise From sullen turf, or stick plucked from the hedge, The short-lived blaze ; while chill around him spreads The dreary fen, and Ague, sallow-faced, Stares through the broken pane;—Assist him, ye On whose warm roofs the sun of plenty shines, And feel a glow beyond material fire!