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Distress, associate of all human kind,
In calms we meet thee; meet thee in the wind.
From thy assaults no garrison can shield;
To thy domain must every mortal yield.
Thou visitst where the splendid monarch reigas,
And hauntst the cottager in lonely plains;
No breast so sacred but thy power invades,
And each frail creature thro' thy river wades.
Where from thy arm for refuge shall we Ay?
To earth's cold bosom, and yon friendly sky?
There no distress the body can annoy,
And there the soul exults in endless joy.

NOYES.

BODI

VOL. I.

LONDON:

PRINTED AT THE

Minerva - Press,
FOR LANE, NEWMAN, AND CO.

LEADENHALL-STREET.

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“ Poverty's cold wind, and crushing rain,
Beát keen and heavy on thy tender years ;
Oh, let me now into a richer soil
Transplant thee safe, where vernal suns and showers
Diffuse their warmest, largest influence."

THOMSOY.

It was on an evening at tlie beginning of September, when a strong easterly wind bad agitated the sea with convulsive violence, that Lady Elvira Musgrove walked to the drawing-room window of her lodying-house to admire the sublime spectacle.

Lady

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