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STANZAS TO---
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


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STANZAS TO---

I

When morning scatters dew-drops upon the hill and plain,
And sleep no more around us entwines his dreamy chain—
When heaven's own bird is wafting sweet incense to the morn,
I think on thee, thou dear one—I think on thee and mourn.

II

When, high in brightness blazing, the sunbeams gild the sky,
And nature's smiles are glowing while breezes softly sigh—
When garlands of fresh flowers are clustering on each tree,
I think on thee, thou dear one—ah! then I think on thee.

III

When night her sable mantle is folding o'er the earth,
And leaves are sadly weeping the glory of their birth—
When faintly pales the crescent, and stars look on the sea,
I think on thee, thou dear one—ah! then I think on thee.