Puslapio vaizdai
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When Finis comes, the Book we close,

And somewhat sadly, Fancy goes,

With backward step, from stage to stage
Of that accomplished pilgrimage.
The thorn lies thicker than the rose!

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There is so much that no one knows,—
So much un-reached that none suppose;
What flaws! what faults!-on every page,
When Finis comes.

Still,-they must pass! The swift Tide flows. Though not for all the laurel grows,

Perchance, in this be-slandered age,

The worker, mainly, wins his wage;And Time will sweep both friends and foes When FINIS comes!

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BY THE SAME AUTHOR.

In preparation.

AT THE SIGN OF THE LYRE.

A COLLECTION OF VERSES,

Not hitherto reprinted.

CHISWICK PRESS-C. WHITTINGHAM AND CO. TOOKS COURT,

CHANCERY LANE.

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