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DEATH-WATCHES.
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Farewell all shows that fade in showing:
  My wish and joy stand over
Until to-morrow Heaven is glowing
    Through cloudy cover,
Beyond all clouds loves me my Heavenly Lover.


DEATH-WATCHES.
THE Spring spreads one green lap of flowers
Which Autumn buries at the fall,
No chilling showers of Autumn hours
Can stay them or recall;
Winds sing a dirge, while earth lays out of sight
Her garment of delight.

The cloven East brings forth the sun,
The cloven West doth bury him
What time his gorgeous race is run
And all the world grows dim;
A funeral moon is lit in heaven's hollow,
And pale the star-lights follow.


TOUCHING "NEVER."
BECAUSE you never yet have loved me, dear,
Think you you never can nor ever will?
Surely while life remains hope lingers still,
Hope the last blossom of life's dying year.