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Hawke's Bay Times, Volume 13, Issue 654, 8 February 1869, Page 4

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BEAUTIFUL NIGHT,

9f LOVE to roam In the silent night, W, When all is still 'neath the pale moon light, When all is bright with her silver sheen, And countless stars illume the scene; When murmuring ripples softly dying, And fanning winds are sweetly sighing— I love thee—love thee—beautiful night I With thy sparkling robes and diamonds bright I

I love to stand on the mountain crest, When dew-gems deck the forest's breast, "When Autumn's chill hath seared the leaf. And the yellow corn is bound in sheaf; While beneath the burnished river gleams, Refulgent with thy thousand beamsHove thee—love thee—-beautiful night! With thy sparkling robes and diamonds bright.

I love to bound o'er the trembling sea, Whose ocean mirrors, reflecting thee. Display on their undulating breast Thy glories—when the storm-spmts rest j And dancing along in our trackless way The finny children sportive play. •I love thee—love thee—beautiful night! With thy sparkling robes and diamonds bnght.

How sweet! in thy gentle light to rove, With none to hear, but the one we love 1— When all is hushed o'er the wide terrene, And nought but the flickering shadow seen— No eye to mark the rapturous kiss ! No sound to check the mutual bliss ! Tis love's own season!—beautiful night! With Us sparkling robes and diamonds bright.

* William Meikle