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LED on by stern Pharaoh,
In vengeance and pride,
The chariots of Egypt

Hard after them ride.
Exhausted and trembling,

They stand on the shoreBehind them the foemen,

The waters before! No shelter, no refuge

Appears to their eyesWho now shall deliver?

Hope withers and dies.

To the God of their sires, from those desolate sands,
They are raising their voices and spreading their hands;
Will He, who hath severed the fetter and chain,
Leave them here in these wilds, by their foes to be slain?

II.

Behold, the salvation

Of God shall be wrought! No lance shall be broken, No battle be foughtNo carnage shall crimson The sand and the waveNo arm shall be lifted

To fight and to save! The Lord shall be honor'd,

His might be made known, The nations shall own him

Jehovah, alone.

And the woe-stricken daughters of Egypt shall mourn; For ne'er shall their proud-hearted monarch return; Himself and his valorous captains shall sleep

In the fathomless caves of the pitiless deep!

III.

What hand now is moving
In strength o'er that tide?
The waters are parting-
The billows divide.
The Lord's chosen people
Go forward in faith,
And fearlessly enter
That water-wall'd path.
The dawn of the morning

Beheld them secure;
The last one is over-

Their safety is sure!

And where, on that morn, were the king and his hosts? The breeze wafts the shrieks of their terrified ghosts; Then "sound the loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark seaJehovah hath triumphed-his people are free!" Pittsborough, N. C., August, 1841.

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THE HOME OF THE FAITHFUL.

BY LUCY SEYMOUR.

"I go to prepare a place for you."

How wondrous bright that place must be,
Chosen from all infinity-
Selected by the Savior's taste,

By his immediate presence grac'd,
Adorn'd and furnish'd by his skill,
Prepar'd for those who do his will!
Hath human language ever giv'n
A picture of the Christian's heav'n?
Hath Fancy, in her happiest hours,
E'er painted those Elysian bowers?
O, for a seraph's pen to trace
The splendors of that glorious place!
O, for a seraph's mind to paint
That home of every faithful saint!
Methinks the prototype is there
Of all on earth that's bright or fair,
But brighter, fairer, purer far,
Than is the sun to faintest star.
Whate'er could pain, displease, annoy,
Is banish'd from that world of joy;
And free from all defiling stains,
True, absolute perfection reigns.
But Fancy is not left to trace,
Unaided, that celestial place-
To Revelation's leaves we turn,
And something of its history learn;
And though 'twas not our Lord's design
Fully its nature to define,

He hath, in comprehensive phrase,
Unfolded to the spirit's gaze,
Enough to make us wish to be
Sharers of that felicity.

And yet we read the sacred page,
And turn away, and soon engage
In low pursuits and trifles vain.
Rust gathers o'er the broken chain
Of holy thought, whose links had led,
Had we but ponder'd what we read,
To loftier aims, and views more just-
Perchance to high and steadfast trust,
"Till every energy was giv'n

To one great end-a home in heav'n.
My heedless spirit, yet again
Rub up that long neglected chain,
And guided by it, seek to trace
The glories of that blissful place,
And let thy future life declare
Thou wilt obtain admission there.

"WHAT, what is virtue, but repose of mind,
A pure etherial calm, that knows no storm;
Above the reach of wild ambition's wind,
Above those passions that this world deform?"

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NO BLISS BELOW.

NO BLISS BELOW.

BY R. J. AT LEE.

O, I have seen the beauteous earth,

In golden summer time,

When leaves, and flow'rs, and fruits have birth,
And birds their matins chime!

And I have thought a fairer world
Than this there ne'er could be-
So full of life, and light, and joy,

Seemed every thing to me!

But, ah! the summer soon was gone!
Its beauties all were fled-

The warbler ceas'd his merry song

The trees and flow'rs were dead,
And my sad heart would, sorrowing, say,
Thus pass all human joys away!

"Twas then a "still small voice" within,
In music spake to me—
"Place not thy happiness below,
But upward look to me!"

Then higher, holier thoughts were giv'n-
My soul receiv'd new fire!

Visions, all glorious, broke from heav'n!

"Twas then I struck my lyre
With bolder sweep-how grand the theme-
God and his love supreme!

I saw my being's destiny

Beyond the bounds of time,

And soar'd on wings of proud desire
To that immortal clime!

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O, SACRED Spirit! light and life of all,
Who spoke, and earth came trembling at thy call,
While the glad morning stars exulting sung,
And heaven's high arch with sounds seraphic rung,
Dispel the gloomy doubts that oft annoy;
Inspire my mind, and all its powers employ,
Too frail to tempt this joyous theme, and high.
Prest with a load of dull mortality,
Soon shall my life's dim taper burn away,
And soon this form shall mingle with the clay.
In life's last closing hour, when parts the breath,
Say, does the soul unconscious sleep in death?
If its existence terminates, then why

These cares, these anxious thoughts, this boding sigh—|
These restless passions that the mind employ-
This fond pursuit of pure substantial joy?

Why do the anticipated joys that seem

To glitter bright in Fancy's golden dream,

As they advance, like meteors in the blast,
Extinguish, sink, and thus elude the grasp?
Ev'n if obtain'd, the dearest joys we find
Are insufficient for the aspiring mind;
With earth dissatisfied, it soars away—
Explores some happier world, some brighter day-
Anticipates a rest while yet afar,

And fondly hopes to enter safely there.

When sorrow, like a darkening cloud, appears

To lower awhile, and then dissolve in tears,
From whence this hope, which gilds with purest ray
The passing cloud, that melts in mist away—
Which lights the Christian to a happy shore,
Where sorrows cease, and clouds assail no more-
Foretaste of heaven and pleasures that shall be,
When mortal puts on immortality,

And triumphs o'er corruption's dark abode,
For ever blest before the throne of God?
Lo! the untutored Indian of the wood,
In nature's beauteous works beholds a God-
His simple thoughts were never taught to rise
To golden realms beyond his native skies,
Yet far o'er mount and vale his glad heart roves
To purer fountains and Elysian groves;
Or in the glassy lake some isle of rest,
The spirit land, the home of all the blest,
Far, far away from toil and wasting war,
And all the ill thro' which he struggles here.

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THE days of thy youth are fast passing away,
When the thoughts of thy heart will no longer be gay,
And the strength of thy frame will shortly decline,
Like the withering leaf, when detach'd from the vine.

Thy beauty will fade like the sweet blushing flower,
When pluck'd by the hand from its stem in the bower;
Thy blood will flow slowly, till checked it will be,
Like the stream at its mouth, when it stops in the sea-

And thy mind seem to fade: but it cannot decay;
Though its wintry walls may all crumble away,
Yet released from the chill and the damp of the tomb,
In the sunshine of heaven 'twill eternally bloom.
CAROLINE.

"BEHOLD'ST thou yonder, on the crystal sea,
Beneath the throne of God, an image fair,
And in its hand a mirror large and bright!
"Tis truth, immutable, eternal truth,
In figure emblematical expressed.
Before it Virtue stands, and smiling sees,
Well pleased, in her reflected soul, no spot.
The sons of heaven, archangel, seraph, saint,
There daily read their own essential worth;
And as they read, take place among the just;
Or high, or low, each as his value seems."

NOTICES.

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Lake of Bienne and the lovely island where Rousseau lived; and it was while we were on this hill that a cry went from mouth to mouth of, 'The Alps! the Alps! the Alps! Our hearts and-yes, I will tell you the whole truth-our eyes were full; for how, but by knowing how we felt, can you estimate the sensations they are fitted to produce? We have heard of the Alps all our lives. We have read descriptions of them in manuscript and print, in prose and poetry; we knew their measurement; we have seen sketches, and paintings, and models of them; and

LETTERS FROM ABROAD, TO KINDRED AT HOME. By the Author of "Hope Leslie," "Poor Rich Man and Rich Poor Man," "Live and Let Live," &c., &c. In two volumes. New York: Harper & Brothers.-Miss Sedgwick is chief amongst the American female writers. As an author, she has many excellences. Some of her productions have displayed eminent talent, and have tended to promote good morals, and exert a wholesome influence on social states. The Letters from Abroad, unlike most of her publications, are not specifically intended for yet, I think, if we had looked into the planet Jupiter, we could moral ends. They, however, mingle instruction with amuse-scarcely have felt a stronger emotion of surprise. In truth, up, ment, and may be read with profit as well as pleasure. Her book contains sketches of scenes which occurred in England and on the Continent; principally in the large cities, but frequently also in small towns, and on her journeys from place to place. They notice things great and small, as they should by all means, for upon this the graphic effect of description depends in no small degree. It would be a partial picture of human life, which should leave out of view those "littlenesses" which make up nine-tenths of its whole sum.

As a specimen of the notice bestowed by the writer on small matters, we present the following, from a letter dated at Wiesbaden, in Germany:

up, where they hung and shone, they seemed to belong to hea it's kindred with the effulgent beauty of God's works, that they ven rather than earth; and yet, such is the mystery of the spir

seemed

'A part

Of me and of my soul, as I of them.'

"Francois had ordered the postillion to stop, and for a minute not a sound broke the delicious spell. The day, fortunately, was favorable. The whole range of the Bernese Alps was before us, unclouded, undimmed by a breath of vapor. There they were, like glittering wedges cleaving the blue atmosphere. I had no anticipation of the exquisite effect of the light on these After breakfast I went to the window, and here are my notes ærial palaces, of a whiteness as glittering and dazzling as the of what I saw. 'How freshly the windows are set out with flow. garments of the angels, and the contrast of the black shadows, ers. Our opposite neighbor has new garnished her little shop- and here and there golden and rose-colored hues. I have no window with fresh patterns of calico, and scarfs, fichus, and notion of attempting to describe them; but you shall not reribands. Two girls are standing at the next door-step, knitting proach me, as we, so soon as we recovered our voices, reproachand gossiping; and at the next window sits the self-same pretty ed all our traveled friends with, 'Why did not they tell us?' young woman that I saw knitting alone there all last Sunday. How cruel, how stupid to let any one live and die without comIt is a happy art that distills contentment out of a passive coning to see the Alps! This morning was an epoch in our lives." dition and dull employment. The street is thronging with fair Our readers are doubtless aware that Miss Sedgwick is “libblooming peasant-girls come into town to pass their Sunday eral" in her religion. This to the devout reader will be cause holyday. How very neat they look with their white linen caps of deep regret; but withal, by due caution in perusing her and gay ribands, and full, dark-blue petticoats, so full that they works, much instruction may be gained. In all her writings hang from top to bottom like a fluted ruffle. The bodice is of she aims to promote pure morals. The "Letters" are, in some the same material, and sets off in pretty contrast the plaited, respects, among her most valuable writings. As a picture of snow-white shift sleeve. There are the duke's soldiers min- foreign manners and institutions, very few works can advantagling among them; their gallants, I suppose. Their deport-geously be compared with it.

ment is cheerful and decorous.

AMERICA, HISTORICAL, STATISTIC, AND DESCRIPTIVE. By "Here is a group of healthy looking little girls in holyday J. S. Buckingham, Esq. In two volumes. New York: Harsuit, their long, thick hair well combed, braided, and prettily per & Brothers.-This is a voluminous record of incidents of coiled, and a little worked worsted sack hanging over one shoul-travel and of hasty observations, written with ability, and comder. The visitors of Wiesbaden-German, Russian, English-mending itself to the perusal of those who are fond of wellare passing to and fro; some taking their Sunday drive, some wrought sketches. Mr. Buckingham is well known, and his on foot. Beneath my window, in a small, triangular garden, is readers understand what to expect from him. He has been a a touching chapter in human life; the whole book, indeed, from great traveler, exploring first the east, and then the west; and the beginning almost to the end. There is a table under the with commendable charity he seems willing to share his bliss trees in the universal German fashion, and wine and Seltzer as a tourist with those who stay at home and mind their own water on it; and there, in his arm-chair, sits an old blind man, affairs. Hence his diligence and fruitfulness as a writer. with his children, and grand-children, and the blossoms of yet Our fair readers will form their own opinion of his work or. another generation around him. While I write it, the young America, from the following account of themselves. people are touching their glasses to his, and a little thing has clambered up behind him and is holding a rose to his nose.'

"If you recollect that we are now in Protestant Germany, you will be astonished at the laxity of the Sabbath. The German reformers never, I believe, undertook to reform the Continental Sabbath. They probably understood too well the inflexible nature of national customs, and how much more difficult it is to remodel them than to recast faith. We are accustomed to talk of 'the horrors of a Continental Sabbath,' and are naturally shocked with an aspect of things so different from our own. But, when I remember the dozing congregations I have seen, the domestics stretched half the heavy day in bed, the young people sitting by the half-closed blind, stealing longing looks out of the window, while the Bible was lying idle on their laps, and the merry shouts of the children at the going down of the sun, as if an enemy had disappeared, it does not seem to me that we can say to the poor, ignorant, toil-worn peasant of Europe, 'I am holier than thou!"""

"The women far exceed the men in the costliness of their dresses and in the gayety of their walking apparel. There is perhaps no city in the world in which so many expensivelydressed ladies may be seen walking or shopping, as on a fine morning may be met with in Broadway. Rich and bright-colored silks, satins, and other similarly costly materials, with ermine-lined cloaks and the most expensive furs: white, pink, and blue satin bonnets, with ostrich feathers and flowers of the first quality, are worn by all who assume to be genteel or rank in the class of ladies, and the whole force of the wardrobe seems to be exhausted in the walking costume. The women, moreover, are much handsomer than the men. They are almost uniformly good-looking; the greater number are what would be called in England 'pretty women,' which is something between good-looking and handsome, in the nice distinctions of beauty. This uniformly extends also to their figures, which are almost universally slender and of good symmetry. Very few large or stout women are seen, and none that we should call masculine. A more than usual degree of feminine delicacy, enhanced by the general paleness of complexion and slightness of figure, is particularly characteristic of American fe

One more extract, setting forth the emotions of the author on approaching the Alps, will give the reader a proper impression of her manner of speaking of things great and glorious. "On leaving Bienne we mounted a hill, whence we saw the males; and the extreme respect and deference shown to them

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everywhere by men has a tendency to increase that delicacy, by making them more dependent on the attention and assistance of others than English ladies of the same class usually

are.

"It is in private society, however, that one can best judge of both; and the result of my observation, after having seen much of them in domestic circles, and in large and fashionable parties, was this: as wives and mothers, the American women appear to be exemplary in the extreme; and while the interior of their dwellings exhibits the greatest attention to every thing that can give domestic comfort, an air of propriety and decorum reigns over all their establishments. In the private and social visits which we were permitted to pay to some of the families with whom we were on the most intimate footing, nothing could surpass the general good sense, amiability, intelligence, and benevolence which marked the conversation. The women were always equal to the men, and often superior to them, in the extent of their reading and the shrewdness of their observations; and though there is everywhere, on the part of American females, as far as we have seen them, a shrinking away from any share in political conversation, (the notion studiously impressed on them by the men, and not unwillingly entertained by themselves, being that it is unbecoming the timid and retiring delicacy of the female character to meddle with political matters,) yet, whenever they ventured to pass this barrier, and indirectly develop their views on public affairs, there seemed to me a clearness and a soundness in their remarks which

sufficiently evinced their thorough understanding of the subject. The leading features of the female character here, how. ever, in the best circles, are domestic fidelity, social cheerfulness, unostentatious hospitality, and moral and religious benevolence. There are perhaps ten times the number of women in good society in New York who interest themselves in the support and direction of moral objects and benevolent institutions

that could be found in any city of the same population in Europe; and while the husbands are busily engaged in their mercantile or professional avocations, a good portion of the wealth they acquire is directed by the benevolent influences of their wives into useful and charitable channels."

In the next paragraph Mr. Buckingham adds:

"In the gayer parties of fashionable soirees and balls the ladies do not appear to so much advantage as in the sunny promenade or in the private circle at home."

and good will among men.' And then, standing as she does at the very fountains of society-occupying a position from which she gives the impress of her own image to the succeeding generations of our race; is it not of the greatest importance that she be fitted to leave upon them an image of moral purity? To her belongs the work of giving the first direction to the impulses of a spirit that is never to die, and she should therefore be qualified to guide those impulses into the channels of purity and truth. For those responsible duties and offices there is no complete fitness, but that which is furnished by the 'wisdom that cometh from above.'”

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WHITE PLAINS FEMALE INSTITUTE, in Westchester county, N. Y., is an institution recently placed under the supervision of J. Swinburne, A. M., and Miss A. C. Rogers. Mr. Swinburne is extensively known as the efficient proprietor of the White Plains Academy, one of the best institutions for boys in AmeriUnder his care the Female Institute will doubtless become an excellent school for young ladies. Its Catalogue for the year is before us. It shows a respectable number of pupils. The course of instruction is liberal, embracing Latin, Greek, and Modern Languages, and the circle of sciences, together with

ca.

all ornamental branches. All to whom Mr. Swinburne is

known will have perfect confidence in his discretion as a gov

ernor.

CATALOGUE of the Officers and Students of the Genesee Wesleyan Seminary, Lima, N. Y., for the year ending September 30, 1841.-The Faculty of this institution is very able. There are three hundred and twenty male, and one hundred and thirty-eight feinale pupils. Total, 458. The departments

We doubt not this is true, not only of American, but of all of instruction are-1. Moral Science and Belles Lettres. 2. other ladies. May the hint never be forgotten.

ADDRESS ON FEMALE EDUCATION; delivered at the close of the second Annual Examination of the Canton Female Seminary. By Rev. W. Kenney.-This is a plain, but excellent Address. It shows what position woman occupied during the progress of letters and civilization, why she should be educated, and the kind of education she should receive. Under the last division, Mr. Kenney speaks thus of the importance of cultivating the affections:

"I cannot dismiss this part of the subject, without adverting to one other important, and indispensable element of female education. It is the training and cultivation of the heart. To accomplish this, means must be sought which lie not within the range of science and literature. These may expand and strengthen the intellect, they may develop and aid the reasoning powers they may elevate and purify taste; but pure Christianity alone, can educate the heart. There is no disagreement between science and religion. On the contrary, it is the glory of both, that they perfectly harmonize in working out man's best good, and in raising him to his noblest distinction. While therefore their harmonious relation to each other, invites to their combination in molding and perfecting human character, there are many considerations that imperatively demand their union in the training of woman's mind. Placed in a world whose darkness is to be illuminated, whose corruptions are to be eradicated, and whose woes and miseries are to be removed or alleviated, how can woman be fitted for the performance of her part in this work of benevolence, but by a thorough acquaintance with that religion whose nature is light, and purity, and joy; and whose practical tendency is to 'peace on earth,

Languages. 3. Mathematical and Experimental Science. 4. Teachers' Department. 5. English Department. 6. Female Department.

There are in the Genesee Seminary great advantages for acquiring a thorough and an extensive education. Great praise is due to the founders and patrons of the school, and to the successive Faculties under whose government it has so abundantly prospered. May it not be hoped, that at no distant day the Ohio Wesleyan Seminaries will be equally prosperous and

useful!

ECCLESIASTICAL.-The English Wesleyan conference was recently held in Manchester. The English papers abound in notices of its proceedings. No ecclesiastical meeting in Great Britain is looked upon with more interest than this. The movement of Mr. Hodgson of the Established Church towards a union of the two bodies was discussed, and a respectful letter was addressed to Mr. H., simply thanking him for his kind motives, and expressing a desire for more harmony among all denominations. This was a gentle mode of waiving the subject. The centenary fund has reached 185,000. Wesleyan Methodism was never more prosperous. The Irish conference gave permission for the erection of an organ in Abbey-street, Dublin.

TO CORRESPONDENTS.-Sundry communications on hand will appear in our next number. We thank our friends for their prompt aid.

TO READERS-The necessary absence of the editor for sev eral weeks, has rendered it impossible to bestow as much care as usual on the last two or three numbers. Editorial articles will be designated as such, either at their commencement or by the signature "H."

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lular. Here it must be observed that life can only be appreciated by motion. The zoophyte has no power of changing its position; but the structure of its parts is so arranged as to admit of a species of internal motion, capacitating it to receive nourishment from surrounding materials, and which is appropriated to its own support.

It may here be remarked, that the economy of nature has ordained that all organic matter must be sustained

grand system, a certain class, which may be regarded as the primum mobile, are assumed to be inorganic, and these are appropriated to the sustenance of the first order of organization-vegetables; and after having un|| dergone some peculiar elaboration, can, in its new combinations, be applied to the support of animals.

NATURE is vailed in mystery. Omniscience has thrown around her primitive forces all the seclusion of a first cause. Illimitable, unbounded space, mocking in distance the most extended range of human thought, and the atoms of the insignificant pebble, are alike inexplicable. The grandeur and power of the electric || by nutrient materials; and as a starting point in this stream, bursting from the dark clouds of heaven, and the green blade of grass that modestly rises from the moist earth, are each equally mysterious and incomprehensible. The sun, with its effulgent rays beaming in unequaled glory amidst the lesser orbs, and the phosphorescent glow of the creeping insect, alike scorn our philosophy. But the human intellect is given as a key Leaving the zoophyte and ascending in the animal to the ante-chamber of the operations of nature; and scale, a very remarkable increase and complication of while her secret powers progress unseen, the exterior organs and tissues takes place. In addition to the celunfolds as a gorgeous panorama, brightened into beau- || lular structure of the first, nerve, muscle, blood-vessels, ty by the lights of philosophy, and rendered subservi- || and finally bone, become constituent parts in the organent to the enjoyments of man. ization, and the animal is endowed with a most compli

The ultimate effect of creation is life. Inertia, false-cated and perfect life. ly philosophized into a property of matter, no where exists. From the ponderous rolling spheres, to the silent, unseen capillary attraction of the smallest vegetable, all is action and motion, each filling its appropriate and destined sphere. Even in death, animal and vegetable bodies rest not-each whirling on in its new combinations and destinies.

It is a very curious and interesting fact, and one peculiarly illustrative of the power and wisdom of Deity, that vegetables and animals differ only in a single element. Vegetables consist of three elements, oxygen, hydrogen, carbon; and the magnificence and perfection of man can boast of but a single element added to complete his structure, which is azote. To these four elements, modified by various and intricate combinations, is man indebted for the many beautiful and incomprehensible organs and systems that render him supreme in the scale of animals.

Although life is manifested everywhere, from the insignificant infusoria to Deity himself, yet the immedi

ing our contemplations from general views, let us turn to the anatomist, and demand of him by the aid of his scalpel, a demonstration of the organs of life; and of the physiologist the mode in which they produce this result; and first of the lungs.

Then, as life pervades creation to the fullest extent, what is it? Has it extension, solidity, gravity? Is it material or superadded to matter? Are we to look for it in the aggregate of nature? Are we to view the universe, with all its spheres, as a body, and caloric and electricity as the vital principle, implanted by God, to vivify and enliven the whole? Or, shall we com-ate object of our inquiry is the life of man. Withdrawmand the aid of powerful optical instruments, and search for life among atoms? Is it confined to the animal or vegetable kingdoms? Who can say that the ponderous rocks upon which the mountains rest, or the craggy brow that receives daily ablutions from ocean's waves-and the nucleus around which arbores- The organs of respiration consist of two spongy bocent rays point in a thousand fantastic forms-who candies called the lungs, filling the cavity of the chest, and say, that these have not an existence, as truly their separated by the mediastinum and heart. The subown, as that body around which organic elements have stance of these organs is made up of numerous fine arranged forms modified after their kind? cells connected together by a delicate membrane. In addition to these cells, the lungs are copiously supplied with blood-vessels and nerves. Air is admitted into them by the trachea, or windpipe, and is again thrown

Leaving, however, these obscure contemplations, and turning our thoughts to animal life, they first rest upon the lowest in the scale-the zoophyte. This peculiar structure is supposed to occupy an intermedi-off by the same medium in expiration. The trachea ate relation between vegetables and animals. It consists of three elements, and but a single tissue. The elements are oxygen, hydrogen, carbon-the tissue celVol. I.-45

subdivides in a most minute manner for the purpose of forming the air-cells, and so greatly is the surface extended by this means, that it has been calculated at

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