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TO MY BOOKS.

As one who, destined from his friends to part,

Regrets his loss, but hopes again erewhile

To share their converse and enjoy their smile,

And tempers as he may affliction’s dart;

Thus, loved associates, chiefs of elder art,

Teachers of wisdom, who could once beguile

My tedious hours, and lighten every toil,

I now resign you; nor with fainting heart;

For pass a few short years, or days, or hours,

And happier seasons may their dawn unfold,

And all your sacred fellowship restore:

When, freed from earth, unlimited its powers.

Mind shall with mind direct communion hold,

And kindred spirits meet to part no more.