'An Old Man's weakness don't despise!
'I love you well, my Girls and Boys;
'GOD bless you all;'--so said his eyes----

For, as he spoke, a big round drop
Fell bounding on his ample sleeve;
A witness which he could not stop,
A witness which all hearts believe.

Thou, FILIAL PIETY, wert there;
And round the ring, benignly bright,
Dwelt in the luscious half-shed tear,
And in the parting word--_Good Night_.

_The Return home._

With thankful Hearts and strengthen'd Love,
The poor old PAIR, supremely blest,
Saw the Sun sink behind the grove,
And gain'd once more their lowly rest.



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WALTER AND JANE: or, THE POOR BLACKSMITH.

_A Country Tale._

Bright was the summer sky, the Mornings gay,