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Joy be thine! Kind looks o'er thy slumbers shine! Go, and in the spirit-land Meet thy home's long parted band, Be their eyes all love and light— Good night!

Peace to all! Dreams of heaven on mourners fall! Exile! o'er thy couch may gleams Pass from thine own mountain streams; Bard! away to worlds more bright— Good night!