Its hidden existence through ever changing years,

The sun’s last rays shed a halo o’er our bower,

The flowers in their beauty seem diffused with tears.

All nature blends in song, in harmony so grand,

Oh why not my soul in sweet melody divine,

Soar ever onward, upward over sea and land,

Through space and eternity to the heav’nly shrine.

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A VISION.

I gazed at the sky half dreaming,

Through the whispering trees,

I lay enrapt in its beauty,

While hope sighed through the leaves,

A sense of sublime awakening

Stole o’er my slumb’ring soul,

I awoke in this universe,

Where, oh where was the goal?

Then the world seemed slowly fading

The godlike seemed to shine

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