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rious visions fade away. Shine thou for forms that once were bright, For sages in the mind's eclipse, For those whose words were spells of might, But falter now on stammering lips! In thy decaying beam there lies Full many a grave on hill and plain, Of those who closed their dying eyes In grief that they had lived in vain. Another night, and thou among The spheres of heaven shalt cease to shine, All rayless in the glittering throng Whose lustre late was quenched in thine. Yet soon a new and tender light From out thy darkened orb shall beam, And broaden till it shines all night On glistening dew and glimmering stream. THE STREAM OF LIFE. Oh silvery streamlet of the fields, That flowest full and free, For thee the rains of spring return, The summer dews for thee; And when thy latest blossoms die In autumn's chilly showers, The winter fountains gush for thee, Till May brings back the flowers. Oh Stream of Life! the violet springs But once beside thy bed; But one brief summer, on thy path, The dews of heaven are shed. Thy parent fountains shrink away, And close their crystal veins, And where thy glittering current flowed The dust alone remains. THE UNKNOWN WAY. A burning sky is o'er me, The sands beneath me glow, As onward, onward, wearily, In the sultry morn I go. From the dusty path there opens, Eastward, an unknown way; Above its windings, pleasantly, The woodland branches play. A silvery brook comes stealing From the shadow of its trees, Where slender herbs of the forest stoop Before the entering breeze. Along those pleasant windings I would my journey lay, Where the shade is cool and the dew of night Is not yet dried away. Path of the flowery woodland! Oh whither dost thou lead, Wandering by grassy orchard-grounds, Or by the open mead? Goest thou by nestling cottage? Goest thou by stately hall, Where the broad elm droops, a leafy dome, And woodbines flaunt on the wall? By steeps where children gather Flowers of the yet fresh year? By lonely walks where lovers stray Till the tender stars appear? Or haply dost thou linger On barren plains and bare, Or clamber the bald mountain-side Into the thinner air?-- Where they who journey upward Walk in
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