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[LINES.]
(Aldborough, October, 1823.)
Thus once again, my native place, I come
Thee to salute—my earliest, latest home.
Much are we alter'd both, but I behold
In thee a youth renew'd—whilst I am old.
The works of man from dying we may save;
But man himself moves onward to the grave.
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