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214  So give us power to walk Even till another Sabbath, with a heart Full of sublime remembrances, a brow Bearing them brightly forth, like him who beam'd On Sinai's cliff, the language of the skies.

 

that thou hadst a voice, thou graceful toy, To tell me of the giver. Fancy paints A young and radiant brow, and a clear eye Kindling with holier light, as thou wert thrown Off from the polish'd neck. Thou wert, perchance, Some favor'd gift, the talisman of Love, Or Friendship's bright memento. Still 'tis well, That thou art here. Henceforth that Love shall be Remember'd by the hallow'd deeds that bless And save mankind; nor could pure Friendship ask A truer token than the heaven-wrought links That bind the soul to virtue. So go forth, Thou glittering gift, well barter'd for the wealth Of changeless memory. She who wore thee once, With the fond thrill of vanity, hath found A better ornament, than gold or pearls, Or rich array. Blest stranger, still be true To mercy's angel-prompting. What thine hand Can do for other s good, do with the might 