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Poems.
Light be thy sorrow,
Tranquil thy rest;
May each coming morrow,
Still find thee more blest.
Tranquil thy rest;
May each coming morrow,
Still find thee more blest.
And when home returning,
To friends you love best,
May the flame of love burning,
Glow bright in each breast.
To friends you love best,
May the flame of love burning,
Glow bright in each breast.
Heaven's best gifts be thine,
With life's dearest pleasure;
Hearts worthy as thine,
Will be filled without measure.
With life's dearest pleasure;
Hearts worthy as thine,
Will be filled without measure.
AUTUMN.
Stern Autumn reigns! the leaves fall fast,
Borne onward by the threatening blast;
The flowers are faded,—no verdure is seen,
The fields and foliage no longer are green.
Sullen and chill is the Autumn breeze,
Pouring its notes through the leafless trees.
The warbler's voice hath ceased to cheer,
And all the plants are withered and sere.
Borne onward by the threatening blast;
The flowers are faded,—no verdure is seen,
The fields and foliage no longer are green.
Sullen and chill is the Autumn breeze,
Pouring its notes through the leafless trees.
The warbler's voice hath ceased to cheer,
And all the plants are withered and sere.
