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26 SONGS FROM THE ST. LAWRENCE.
TO A FRIEND.
When wilt thou think of me ?
When the stars at evening shine With a lustre all divine; When the silvery moonlight glows Round thy pillow of reposCj— Then let it be.
When wilt thou think of me ?
When the dawn of morning light Pierces through the shades of night, And the rays of joy and love Fall commingling from above,— Then let it be.
When wilt thou think of me ?
At the sacred hour of prayer, When is hush'd each earthly care, When thou claimest at the throne Blessings for each absent one,— Then let it be.
When wilt thou think of me ?
When thou thinkest of a home, Far above yon starry dome, Where these fond farewells are o'er, And the just shall part no more,— Then let it be. |
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