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"Ah! if one has at the bottom of his heart the faintest spark of

feeling for a friend, that spark will break forth when he bids

him farewell, like the last flame of life before a man expires!

The coldest eye, when for the last time it touches the brow of a

friend, will often shed a tear!

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"The poor girl, hearing that I was about to leave the country,

turned pale, and fell in a swoon, almost dead; she could not

speak, but from her eyes there streamed a flood of tears-I

learned how dear I was to her.

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