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M O N I M I A.
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AN ODE.
“ Like forms funereal while we Hand,
“ In tender mood he held my hand,
“ And laid his cheek to mine;
“ My bofom beat unknown alarms,
“We wept in one anothers arms,
“ And mingled tears divine.
“ From fweet compaflion love arofe,
“ Our hearts were wedded by our woes,
“ And pair’d upon the tomb;
“ Attefting all the Powers above,
“ A fond romance of fancied love
“ We vow’d our days to come.”
GLASGOW;
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