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Save by a slender-tapering length of spire,
Wise she was,
She served her heavenly Master.
I have seen That reverend form bent down with age and pain, And rankling malady. Yet not for this Ceased she to praise her Maker, or withdrew Her trust in him, her faith, an humble hopeSo meekly had she learned to bear her crossFor she had studied patience in the school Of Christ; much comfort she had thence derived, And was a follower of the NAZARENE.
FANCY EMPLOYED ON DIVINE SUBJECTS.
The truant Fancy was a wanderer ever,