A book of English poetry; ed. by T. Shorter

POUOI OJ' 'RZLIOlOlf.

SLDP eon., beloved I we aomet1mee v.y,

But have no time to charm away

Sad dreams that tbrougl.t the eyelids creep;

But never doleful dream again

Shall break the happy slumber, when

"He giveth Hi& belovM Bleep I"

0 earth, 110 full of dreary noitee I

0 men, with wailing in your voices!

0 delvM gold, ths waller's heaP. I

0 strife, 0 curse that o'er it fAll l

God strike~ a ailence through 7ou all,

And giveth His LelovM aleep.

Ria dews drop mutely on the hill,

His oloud above it aaileth still,

Though on ita elope men sow and reap.

More softly than the dew ia shed,

Or cloud is floated overhead,

He giveth his belovM aleep I

And friends, dear ft·ienda,-when it shall be

That this low breath ia gone from me,

And round my bier ye come to weep,

Let one 1 _moat loving of you all,

Say-" .Not a tear must o'er her fall-

He giveth hia belovM Bleep!"

E. B. BBOWli!UfU.

i~t ~ub in ~cautu.
So died In be.aoty, like a ro&e blown from ita parent stem ;
She died in beauty, like a pearl dropp'd from aome diadem;
She died In beauty, lik.e a lay along a moonlit lake;
She died io beauty, l.ik.e the aoog orbirda amid the brake;
She died in beao~y, l.ik.e the aoow on flowers dialolved away;
She died in beauty, like a star lost on the brow of day;
She livu in glory, lik.e Night'• gema Bd roood the silver moon ;
She liYee in glory, like the tan amid the blue of Jane.
AliOlf,

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