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ODE TO THE SUN-BEAM.

Thou dazzling beam of fervid light!
Thy long and potent reign,
With sultry tyranny and arrow bright,
Now desolates the plain!
The with'ring herbage shrinks from thee;
Thou burn'st with ruthless fire the tree;
The daisied heath is yellow'd o'er—
And dewy fragrance greets the sense no more.
Emblem of worldly joy! I see
Life's grandest scenes epitomiz'd by thee!
Gaudy and pleasing; but awhile;—
And then how sick'ning they appear—
How dark! how drear!
For when the bright hours cease to smile,

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How lone the midnight gloom steals by!
And, Oh! how chilling is the beamless sky!
So worldly sorrow comes, when splendour fades—
A blank of solitude, a barren waste of shades!