And makes my heart adore.

Rose dazzling there above,

To those that feel and love.

Each in his radiant stole—

The homage of a soul.

No air can thee retain:

Thee we shall meet again.

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COTTAGE SMOKE ASCENDING.

COTTAGE SMOKE ASCENDING.

The

Streams from the poor man's hearth,

Uniting heaven and earth.

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Sends up a golden cord

The labourer to his Lord.

SMOKE NOT ASCENDING.

SMOKE NOT ASCENDING.

The

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