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WHILE THE STARS ARE GLOWING.
Esther, while the stars are glowing
Far in yon blue depths on high, While the moon is sweetly throwing
Lustre o'er the earth and sky, Oft I think perchance thou'rt gazing
Upward to the vaulted domeó Even now thine eye thou'rt raising
To yon star, above thy home.
By the sacred light of even,
By the moon's tranquillity, By each holy star of heaven,
0, thy friend, remember me! What is this within the bosom
Longs to be remember'd thus, When each hope shall cease to blossom,
And we slumber in the dust ?
But when thoughts of me have perish'd,
And I'm sleeping still and lone; When my mem'ry is not cherish'd,
By the dearest friends I've known; Sister, let thy thoughts be given
To that Saviour whom I love; Let thy hopes be fix'd iu heaven,
Let thy heart b« placed above I