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...And lives he still then ? Yes ! old and hoary And thirty-nine, from despair and woe, He lives, and enduring what future story Will never know. Him grant a grave to, ye pitying The ease with which he sings his noble, hapless story shews how familiarly Deep in your bosome ! There...

...veins ran light'ning, No eye beheld ! Him grant a grave to, ye pitying noble, Deep in men's bosoms let him dwell, He, too, had tears for all souls in trouble, Here or in Hell ! " The Nameless One. — J. CLARENCE MANGAN. 3 GIVE thee tears, I give thee tears, 'Tis...