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Possession  dulled,  and  planted, germs
                                              Of wild  indifference.

                                           J  listened to  the  words  I  heard,
                                             While  shame  surprised  me  with its  dart;
                                           'Twas  long;  since  I  had  breathed  a  word
                                              O f love  to  that  lone  heart.

                                           Then  noiselessly  I  stepped  behind
                                              Her  chair,  and  heard  a  sob  of pain.
                                           My heart  cried  out:  " I  have been  blind! ”
                                             And  love awoke  again.

                                           I  drew  her  gently to  my breast-—-
                                             I  soothed  her,  kissed her,  called  her mine;
                                           And  all  the  love  once  more  confessed
                                             Told  in  that  valentine.
                                                                          Geo rg e

                                        THE  SONG  OF  THE  SPINN1NG=WHEEL.

                                       U    P  in  the attic;  stowed  away.
                                               Out  of  the  light  of  the  golden  day,
                                            All  in  a  cob-web  mantle drest,
                                       Grandma’s .spinning-wheel  stands  at  rest,
                                       Turn  it  round  with  a  motion  strong,
                                       And loud  it  singeth  an  old-time  song,
                                                      Round  and  round,
                                                       Round  and  round,
                                       Drowsy  drowning  with  a  dreary  sound,
                                       Steady  motion  the  spindle  keeps;
                                       Thtead  runs  smooth  while  the  baby sleeps I
                                                       Sleeps !  sleeps  !

                                       Turn  again  and  the  wheel  will  tell,
                                        IIow  happy  days  tu  the  old  home  fell,
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