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feast of life is sweet, I am no weary guest, Loving friends my presence greet, And all that charms the eye or ear, Taste to please, or heart to cheer, Earth, sky, and ocean gather here— God's care be blest.

'Tis scarce the hour of prime, But how the sands of Time Steal fast away! Yet till cool evening falls With lamplight on the walls— I fain would stay.

If this be long and late, Oh Thou! who mark'st our date, Till twilight's ray I'd love to linger here, Guiding my children dear Their pilgrim-way;

Watching their minds unfold, Rich with unrusting gold Of knowledge stored, Till each his manly seat Shall take, in concord sweet, Around life's board."