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HOW great my grief, my joys how few, / Since first it was my fate to know thee! / -Have the slow years not brought to view / How great my grief, my joys how few, / Nor memory shaped old times anew, / Nor loving-kindness helped to show thee / How great my grief, my joys how few, / Since first it was my fate to know thee?