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I THINK OF THEE.

I think of thee,
When day's first gleams through the east casement glitter,
When 'neath the eaves the frequent swallows twitter,
With busy glee;
When quiet eve, with crimson curtains mellow,
O'erspreads her couch of soft green-tinted yellow,
I think of thee.
I think of thee,
In noon-tide's heat, when myriad wings, sun-glancing,
O'erlace sweet waters with their woven dancing,
(Life's revelry;)
In dewy night, when the blithe birds are silent,
And earth, I' the ambient blue, sleeps like an island,
I think of thee.

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I think of thee,
I' the babbling streets, where din with din contendeth.
And the chaste eye sees much that much offendeth
Chaste eye to see;
In the lone glen, where no rude tread may follow,
Plucking the gem-eyed flower from shady hollow.
I think of thee.
I think of thee,
In happy hour when healthy fancy, firing
The pure-toned blood, wings me with high aspiring.
Noble and free;
When I have sinned, and written mine own sentence.
And the foul stain is washed in fair repentance,
I think of thee.