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...grandeur of a Gothic tower Awes us less deeply in its morning-hour, Than when the shades of Time serenely fall On every broken arch, and ivied wall ; The tender...Steal from each year a melancholy grace ! And as the sparks of social life expand, As the heart opens in a foreign land ; And with a brother's warmth, a...