Southern garland . ivinity for ever trodUpon the infinite purple deep and broad;And every billow pours its one devotionTo die upon the shore in perfect , chaste, and shadowless in its last abode. We, miserable, fallen on a time Too much oerwrought and prematurely old. And only knowing Grief is each days friend. Do but despairingly adore the chime Of the wild surges, chanting without end Secrets of joy to human ears untold. HUSH! ILENCE, for slumber of the childrens eyes:Let not a footfall or a voice be any sound break on the muffled wordThat babbles of their dreaming myst

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Southern garland . ivinity for ever trodUpon the infinite purple deep and broad;And every billow pours its one devotionTo die upon the shore in perfect , chaste, and shadowless in its last abode. We, miserable, fallen on a time Too much oerwrought and prematurely old. And only knowing Grief is each days friend. Do but despairingly adore the chime Of the wild surges, chanting without end Secrets of joy to human ears untold. HUSH! ILENCE, for slumber of the childrens eyes:Let not a footfall or a voice be any sound break on the muffled wordThat babbles of their dreaming mysteries !Far, far beyond us, in a land that liesRound infancy, their tender souls are stirred,Flushed with the rapture of a soaring birdEscaping heavenward with a wild surprise. Thus would I sleep at last beneath the turf,A temple by the ever-sounding else a stillness, while my soul should beShow^ered with the flame of a celestial lightBeyond the farthest constellations only by the

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