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 THE SLEEPING SISTEKS,

��IN THE LICHFIELD CATHEDRAL.

��HUSH ! hush ! tread lightly, t were not meet

So sweet a dream to break, Or from that tender, clasping hand

One snowdrop leaflet shake,

Or drive away the angel smile,

That lights each gentle face, For waking life would surely fail

To yield so pure a grace.

Hear st thou their breathing, as they sleep

On pillow lightly prest ? Is aught on earth so calm and deep

As childhood s balmy rest ?

A quiet couch those sisters find Within these hallowed walls

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