Sunday Afternoon Verses Collected From the British Weekly

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not the night-breeze wild — But heaven's own psalm, full, deep, and calm ?' 1 Heaven's endless psalm, my child. ' ' Oh, sweet this last night of the week ! (The breeze sings low and mild) ; To fall asleep in thy kind arms ' 1 Is passing sweet, my child. ' * Oh, passing sweet these closing hours ! And sweet the night-breeze mild, And the Sabbath-day that cometh fast !' 'The Eternal Day, my -child. ' 1 The night is gone, clear breaks the dawn, It rises soft and mild \ Dear Lord ! I see Thee face ...to face !' ' Yes ! face to face, my child. ' 23 SunUap afternoon tfteust* 19. Thoughts at Twilight. From the dim firs and aspen trees The sun has passed away ; And now this pleasant twilight seems Another, better day. The dying embers on the hearth Give an uncertain light ; And, one by one, the stars come forth, To gaze upon the night. Each in his own appointed place, Faithful and true they stand ; Through the clear air they rain down light Upon the quiet land. Thoughts, busy, eager, restless thoughts, That would not be repressed, Have haunted me all through the day, But now I am at rest.

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