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(BT KOSB TE KBT, 1U THE ATLANTIC MONTHLY.) Love is better than house or lands; " So, Sir Stephen, I'll ride with thee!" Quick she f-teps where the courser stands, Light she springs to the Baddle-tree. Love is better than kith or kin; So close she clung and so close clasped he, They heard no sob of the bitter wind, Kor the the snow that shuddered along the lea. Love is better than life or breath \ The drifts are over the horse's knee; Soltly they sink to the soft, cold death, And the snow shroud folds them silently. Houses and laud are gone for aye. Kith and kin like the wild wind flee; Life and brea'h have fluttered away, But love htth blossomed eternally.
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Nelson Evening Mail, Volume VIII, Issue 173, 19 July 1873, Page 4
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124BEST. Nelson Evening Mail, Volume VIII, Issue 173, 19 July 1873, Page 4
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