STARS ON THE WATERS.
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Autumn stretched forth her graceful hands
To deck the Summer's bier.
I saw her strew her leaves around,
Her mournful smile appear;
And o'er the earth I heard the wail,
The whispered sigh, the tear.
To deck the Summer's bier.
I saw her strew her leaves around,
Her mournful smile appear;
And o'er the earth I heard the wail,
The whispered sigh, the tear.
She placed on Summer's silent brow,
The chaplet she had wove,
Of yellow leaves and faded flowers—
Fit emblem of her love—
That she had gathered through long hours,
From meadow, hill, and grove.
The chaplet she had wove,
Of yellow leaves and faded flowers—
Fit emblem of her love—
That she had gathered through long hours,
From meadow, hill, and grove.
In her soft eyes was tenderness,
Without despair or gloom,
As she bent o'er Summer's faded bier,
And gave her all her bloom.
O! the dead are never desolate
While love bends o'er their tomb!
Without despair or gloom,
As she bent o'er Summer's faded bier,
And gave her all her bloom.
O! the dead are never desolate
While love bends o'er their tomb!
STARS ON THE WATERS.
Brightly ye shine on the midnight wave,
Like gems deep set in a coral cave;
I have watched you oft in the silent night,
As you softly stole from your halls of light,
And shed a glory around, above,
Like the tranquil smile in the eye of love,
Like gems deep set in a coral cave;
I have watched you oft in the silent night,
As you softly stole from your halls of light,
And shed a glory around, above,
Like the tranquil smile in the eye of love,
