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 LYRICAL PIECES. SHOULD CLOUDS CONCEAL OUR BEACON-STAR. SHOU,D clouds  our bearon-staF My soul in kindred darkness mourns, For then, to hail it's light from far, No eye beloved, in fondness, tums: Or thou perchance it's beams may'st see,. Thro' purer skies, unclouded shine, Bu, t they, alas, are veil'd from me, Nor gaze these eyes on what meets thine. But Love some solaee!i can find, Some raum from his fancies win, ,and, if to oUtWard objects blind, Can turn to.iew a world within. He whlspeFs, that n answering sigh Is wrung from thy responsive soul, As thou too, o'er the darken'd sky, Behold'st the'envious vapors. roll; ......... Google

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