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NATIONAL LYRICS.
But when thy thoughts are deepest,
When holy tears thou weepest,
Know then that love is nigh!
When the night's whisper o'er thy harp-strings creeping,
Or the sea-music on the sounding shore,
Or breezy anthems thro' the forest sweeping,
Shall move thy trembling spirit to adore;
When every thought and prayer
We lov'd to breathe and share,
On thy full heart returning,
Shall wake its voiceless yearning;
Then feel me near once more!
Near thee, still near thee!—trust thy soul's deep dreaming!
—Oh! love is not an earthly Rose to die!
Ev'n when I soar where fiery stars are beaming,
Thine image wanders with me thro' the sky.
