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Show SOUL TO BODY. o we rauat part, my body, you and I, I Who've spent, ao many pleasant yeara to-Ift'ther: to-Ift'ther: Tie sorry work to lose yonr company, Who clove to me no clone, wnate'er the ! weather. From winter onto winter, wet or dry; ; 1 litt you have reached the limit of your tether, - And I must journey on my way alone And teavo you quietly ueuealu a aloua, ! i '' They say that yon are altogether bad (Kontlve me, 'tis not my eiporicnce), Anil think me very wicked to be sad At leaving you, a clod, a prison, whence ! To get quite free I should be very Klad. l'crhaps 1 niay be so a few days hrnce; But now, tuelhluka, 'twere uraceleu not to spend A tear or two on my departing friend. Now our long partnership Is near completed, And I look hack upon lis history; I (fruit ly fear 1 have not always treated Von with tho honesty you allowed to me. And I must own that you have oft defeated I'nworthy schemes by your sincerity, Aud by a bhub, or Btanimc.ring tongue, hava tried To niuko me think again beforo I lied. TIs true you're not so handsome as yon were, 'i liut that's not your fault and Is partly mine. You mit-ht have lusted longer with more care. And still looked something like your lirat design. I" Aud even now, with all your wear and tear. Tin pitiful to think 1 must resign Vuu Ui the friendless grave, (he patient prey ' W all tho hungry legiona of decay. I ISut you must stay, dear body, and I go, 7 And I was once so very proud of you; ! Von made my mother's eyes to overflow i Whim first she saw you, wonderful and new; And now, with all your faults, 'twere hard to 1 lind 1A slave more willing or a friend more true. Ah, even they who say the worst about you Can scarcely tell what I shall do without you. Cosmo Monkhouse in Boston HudgeL |