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Return, and let advancing Time behold
Then shall no feuds our triple realm divide,
But each with patriot toils his hours shall crown,
Tempore quo primum veftis mihi tradita pura eft,
CATULL. Ixvi. 15.
on my early youth I love to dwell,"
When by my father's fide, a ftripling boy,
I paced with steps unequal; fain to tell
Of fome new-practised game, fome new-bought toy.
How oft with blifs, which later days deny,
O for those hours of extasy again,
Which thus on life's sweet prime their luftre fhed!
The radiant season I invite in vain,
With second beam to gild this orphan head:
It comes not twice. Nor boots it to repine;
I with his ashes foon may mingle mine.