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188 FOREST MELODIES.
" Well I remember too my white-hair'd sire,
And tender mother, Gather'd that evening round the parlor fire,
With sister, brother— Names dearer to this heart than any other.
"And the sweet woodbine twining round the porch— I see it now, As when I pass'd the elm, and tassel'd birch,
At sunset's glow, Which gleam'd in brightness on those walls of snow.
" I hid the sweetness of the, farewell scene,
Deep in my heart, Bade home's soft quiet, and its walks serene,
All, all depart; But tears of sorrow had no time to start.
" And then for wealth in other climes afar
Restless I sought: Wealth, useless wealth—it was my guiding star;
I little thought How cursed is the gold unfairly bought.
" At length I found myself possess'd of all Which most men prize,