Of comrades in friendship, and mischief allied;

How welcome once more your ne'er fading remembrance,

Which rests in the bosom, though hope is deny'd.

3.

Again I revisit the hills where we sported,

The streams where we swam, and the fields where we fought;

The school where loud warn'd by the bell we resorted,

To pore o'er the precepts by Pedagogues taught.

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4.

Again I behold where for hours I have ponder'd,

As reclining at eve on yon tombstone I lay;

Or round the steep brow of the churchyard I wander'd,

To catch the last gleam of the sun's setting ray.

5.

I once more view the room with spectators surrounded,

Where as Zanga I trod on Alonzo o'erthrown;

While to swell my young pride such applauses resounded,

I fancied that MOSSOP5 himself was outshone.

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