Peeping thro' the deep'ning twilight, Glimm'ring stars in myriads shine, And the moon, with softest lustre, Sparkles thro' the clust❜ring vine.

joyous notes, And soft - er pours our lay, While thinking of the loved ones, The

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1. Keep thro' thy jour-ney here, Calm breast and conscience clear; Make ev'ry moment sure, Lost time re

turns no more.

2. When lost in night pro-found, Black clouds enfold thee round, Let not thy heart re-pine, Soon will the morning shine.* 3. E'en should the morn de-lay, Let not thy strength decay, Hold thou the promise sure, Night cannot long endure..

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