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Touch us gently, Time!

We've not proud nor soaring wings :
Our ambition, our content,

Lies in simple things.
Humble voyagers are We,
O'er Life's dim unsounded sea,
Seeking only some calm clime :—

Touch us gently, gentle Time !

B. W. Procter.

WANDERER'S NIGHT SONG.

U

EBER allen Gipfeln

Ist Ruh,

In allen Wipfeln

Spürest du

Kaum einen Hauch;

Die Vögelein schweigen im Walde :

Warte nur, balde

Ruhest du auch.

TRANSLATION.

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'ER all the hill-tops

Is quiet now,

In all the tree-tops
Hearest thou

Hardly a breath;

The birds are asleep in the trees:

Wait; soon like these

Thou, too, shalt rest.

Goethe.

Longfellow.

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INDEX OF FIRST LINES.

Across the narrow beach we flit.

A day on the hills!-true king am I

A floating, a floating

Ah! what pleasant visions haunt me.

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Above the sea and sea-washed town we dwelt

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Across a thousand leagues of land.

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But the majestic river floated on

Canons and rubrics own I none.

Can it be women that walk in the sea-mist under the cliffs there

Cliffs and downs and headlands which the forward hasting

Come back, come back, across the flying foam .

Come, dear children, let us away

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Dark brown is the river

Come down, O maid, from yonder mountain height
Come down, ye graybeard mariners

Come home, come home! and where is home for me
Consider the sea's listless chime

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For the strength of the hills we bless thee

For us no past? nay, what is present sweetness

For we the mighty mountain plains have trod.
From the mountains to the champaign

Full many a glorious morning have I seen.

Give honor to their memories who left the pleasant strand

God give us peace! not such as lulls to sleep.

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