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 A QUESTION. 313

Some gleams of light from the sunset gate,

Bright over the purple sea Some charges made on the battered coast

By its white-horse cavalry

Some sleepy dreams by its lapping waves

Some trysts with the stars and sun, And then, old friends, take me home again,

With my heart from you still unwon.

grand old hills ! that my eye can trust With your changeless outline kept

Since the fiat &quot;Light !&quot; o er the new world thrilled, And the sun to its music stepped.

1 am glad to think in your keeping sure

I shall rest after work is past, And the warm brown arms of the patient mould Shall be softly round me cast,

Where the friends I love, when a daisy blooms

Above me, its face shall kiss j O grasping arms of the sliding sea !

Can your blue waves promise this ?

��A QUESTION.

MUST we always keep Thanksgiving When the cold November rain Blurs the loving faces watching For us through the window-pane,

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