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LIX.

It was a scene where solace might be found;

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The deep blue ocean slumbering all around,
Save where the chill, and ever playful wind
Skimming the surface with fantastic bound,
Awoke a sudden low, deep dreamy sound.—
And then the argent sky;—one soft serene
Of placitude and peace; the shimmering sheen
Of the pale moon, and silent host of stars,
All sent unto the soul a sense of joy,
Of peace and quietude without alloy,
For to the ear attuned, fair nature's harp ne'er jars.