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But the tempest gathered fast,
And wildly the clouds were driven,
And the star was lost, as their dark folds passed,
But I knew it was still in heaven.

So, like that lovely flower,
And like that rainbow's light,
And like the bird of the summer bower,
And the glittering star of night;
Hath thy loved one, in life's pure spring,
From thy fond embraces riven,
Been borne away on an angel's wing,
To dwell in the light of heaven.