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News....” It is true, than those near the dead, Death's conqueror to meet; And love, imperfect, man's best gift below, In heaven eternal rapture shall bestow!" AN AUGUST REVERIE. WRITTEN FOR THE BELFAST ADDRESS. [Footnote: Fortnightly Review.