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FROM OUR NEW-ENGLAND CORRESPONDENT.
Painful her duties were:—To sooth the cureless pinings of old age;
To minister to worn-out mind and body,
And be repaid with querulous complaint,
Instead of thanks and blessings—
Yet she perform'd them—and that so smilingly!
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