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SONNET III. Written at the Hotwells, near Bristol.
Meek Friend! I have been traversing the steepWhere when a frolic boy with patient eye
Thou heededst all my wand'rings, (I could weep
To think perchance thy Shade might hover nigh,
Marking thy alter'd Child); how little then
Dreamed I, that Thou, a tenant of the grave,
No more shouldst smile on me, when I might crave
Some little solace 'mid the hum of men!
Those times had joys which I no more shall know,
And e'en their saddest moments now seem sweet,
Such comforts mingle with remember'd woe!
Now with this hope I prompt my onward feet,
That He, who took Thee, pitying my lone heart,
Will reunite us where Friends never part!
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