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A QUESTION ANSWERED.

The same the air, the same the scene,
The whispering trees, the varied green,
The fields still rich with golden store,
The copse and root-house as before;
The same the ivy, moss, and reeds,
The tangled paths, and waving weeds,
The thick shade closing up the view,
The curious sun still peeping through;
The same the hospitable shed,
The board as plentifully spread,
The drooping ash, th'aspiring oak;
The damsel's blush, the rustic's joke.
What,—these the same,—dear Corde, say
Has chang'd them all since yesterday?
What want they now, less good or kind,
The crown of all?—A Kindred Mind.