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TO MY FATHER. BY PUTTING HIS NAME HERE I GIVE TO MY BOOK, NOT TO HIM, A Gift of Grace.
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A FRIENDLY WISH.
(To M. H., on his Silver Wedding-Day.)
Take my warm wish for this your happy Day,—Sweet with spent griefs, if glad with joys unspent,
Remembering that one happier far away;
And let wild March bear flower of heart's-content
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Sinks slow, until your Silver Day be Golden!
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