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To me a sad dark path has given. Oh no! my path is bright with flowers, And many sweet and happy hours, Are sent in mercy from above, To fill my heart with hope and love. Nor is it that I have not hear, Companions kind and friends most dear. But it is that mt thoughts will roam, Mid? all those dear ones left at home, And paint so vividly and true, Each treasure that I long to view, Each friend so dear, each object fair, Just as they looked when I was there!