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214
PORTSMOUTH, 1830.
When I am in my grave,
The busy clouds will wander on;
This Moon, that silver-tips each dancing wave,
Will shine as it hath shone.
The busy clouds will wander on;
This Moon, that silver-tips each dancing wave,
Will shine as it hath shone.
When I am low in ground,
The Spring will call and wake the flowers,
And yonder little knoll will show as gay
As it hath bloomed when ours.
The Spring will call and wake the flowers,
And yonder little knoll will show as gay
As it hath bloomed when ours.
When I am in the sky,
Long leagues above the evening-star,
The city-hum shall sound as fitfully
As now it comes from far.
Long leagues above the evening-star,
The city-hum shall sound as fitfully
As now it comes from far.
When I am spirit clear,
More pure than is this Ocean-moon,
The false world in the great Eternal's ear
Shall make no better tune.
More pure than is this Ocean-moon,
The false world in the great Eternal's ear
Shall make no better tune.
God, lift me from the power
Of flesh-corruption: how shall I
Bear to be borne along with stainless flower
And fleecy clould on high!
Of flesh-corruption: how shall I
Bear to be borne along with stainless flower
And fleecy clould on high!
God, lift up unto me
The sinning heart of human-kind;
How can I flutter down the skies and see
Their errant souls and blind?
The sinning heart of human-kind;
How can I flutter down the skies and see
Their errant souls and blind?
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Or wrap me in the light
That folds thy glory's outer zone;
Be Thou the sole horizon to my sight,
Content in Thee alone.
That folds thy glory's outer zone;
Be Thou the sole horizon to my sight,
Content in Thee alone.
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