AT NIGHT.
At last the weary day is done And night, with welcome rest, is hero, Coldnesssucceeds the vanished sun, And heaven is all serene and clear,
O, peaceful moon, that shinest here, So calmly on my restless brow, Although 1 may not breathe her air. Shine sweetly on my darling now t
O flittering stars, your watch that keep While wearied eyes in slumber close, If 'neath your light my darling sleep. Then bless her innocent repose!
O. sweetly sleep and wake with joy, Thou in whose life I partly live, Whom I would guard from all annoyj To whom the best I have I give.
I cannot give thee all I would, I give my best, my prayers, my love. And. daily ask that all most good May fall on thee from heaven abov?..
What matter if thou knowest not That I thus love, thus pray for thee? x Love is itself the highest lot, It brings its own felicity.
If joy in thy love be denied I murmur not, nor ask for more; Unconscious thou, 'tis yet my pride To know my heart thy image bore.
Then, as I lift in moonlit air, My soul to Him whose childr en we, The fondest, deepest, longest prayer, j , My dearest heart, is all for thee. * ilOTA. '
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Auckland Star, Volume XIX, Issue 124, 26 May 1888, Page 3 (Supplement)
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