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...which only his own hand could clear away, — terrible thought, of one we esteem and love. CHAPTER XVI. And she sits and gazes at me With those deep and tender...the stars so still and saint-like, Looking downward lrom the skies. UUer'd not, yet comprehended, Is the spirit's voiceless prayer ; Soft rebukes in blessings...

...more in sorrow than in anger, will often tell us what no words can *." " As they sit and gaze upon us With those deep and tender eyes, Like the stars, so still and saintlike, Looking downwards from the skies." "No doubt," says Gerson, "youths, with all their need of activity, are sometimes...

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...more. 'And with them the being beauteous 'With a slow and noiseless footstep Comes she like a shape divine, Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her...hand in mine. 'And she sits and gazes at me, With her deep and tender eyes, Like the stars so still and saint-like, Looking downward from the skies.'...

...1 THE voices of the Night Wake the better soul, that slumbered, To a holy, calm delight. THE Being Beauteous Who unto my youth was given, More than all things else to lovfc me, And is now a saint in Heaven. « *L~ - ^^^^rr "THE will is feeble and passion strong ; We...