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The First Night
As I lay last night musing,
A sweet and subtle sense
O’erspread my heart, like music
Contenting long suspense.
I felt as a little bud may,
On the topmost twig of a tree
Held up amid the moonlight
God’s open sky to see.
All my harsh cares grew tender,
My heavy cares grew light,
When Nature came to my bedside
And kiss’d her child “good-night!”
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