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Stray Pebbles from the Shores of Thought

TO SUMMER HOURS.

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DAY.

Trip lightly, joyous hours, While Day her heart reveals. Such wealth from secret bowers King Time himself ne'er steals. O joy, King Time ne'er steals!

NIGHT.

Breathe gently, tireless hours, While Night in beauty sleeps. Hold back e'en softest showers,— Enough that mortal weeps. Ah me, that my heart weeps!

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