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All earth can give of good, is gone
Ere we know half its worth;
Some care or grief comes hurrying on,
Born with joy's very birth.

How oft the pleasure we would clasp,
We bring ourselves to feign:
Or, when 'tis real, shuns our grasp,
E'en while-We meet again!

But those who meet in Heaven, will find
Their happiness endure;

Union of deathless mind with mind

As permanent as pure :

There all vicissitude is o'er ;

Love, peace, for ever reign;

For they shall fear to part no more-
In Heaven who meet again!

FENTON, PRINTER, COLCHESTER.

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