Of starry splendor, where move her feet.

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What worth had happiness, joy and gladness,

Those links of love in its purest scope,

If, when they sever, in gloomy sadness,

You could not join them by rays of hope?

What then were life?

But a mental stigma,

An empty strife,

An unsolved enigma!

A heartless, cruel, Uriah note,

Which God, in anger, for mankind wrote.

[Pg 42]

A hoary Jacob his Joseph loses,

And Jonathan from his David parts,

And woe-filled bosom a grief discloses,

To which no solace the world imparts!

And Rachel, weeping,

Her children mourneth;

Her sorrow keeping

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