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XXVIII.
He thought of her who, formerly,With all a mother's joy,
Had tried untiringly to teach
Its lessons to her boy:
Might not that guide, though taken hence,
Her earthly labour done,
From the bright mansions of the blessed
Look down upon her son?
His heart o'erflowed, and welcome tears,
Falling as dews from heaven,
Cooled the strong fever of the mind,
Too full of earthly leaven.
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