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Home is man's ark when trouble springs, When gathering tempests shade his morrow, And woman's love the bird that brings His peace-branch o'er a flood of sorrow.

God gave the bond of hearts at first To be the crown of Eden's pleasure, And sure, since earth with thorns was curst, It boasts no purer, prouder treasure.

 

"I thought the sun was a soldier, and that he governed over all mankind every day.—I was much troubled at the heat of the sun. I told my sister that he was cruel to us.—I believed that he was very artful.

When I was walking alone, the half-moon followed me, and I did not wish her to come.—I thought that I was deaf and dumb,—and she was very curious.—When I went to my chamber, I extinguished my candle, and was afraid of her. I shut the windows all night, because I disliked to be seen by her.—I was very anxious to find refuge.—I advised her not to follow me, but she was still obstinate.There were many stars in the sky which were very pleasant. Why did they stay there?—I talked with my soul.—I went out of the house and contemplated that they had large parties pleasantly in the evening.—They were riding, while they held their beautiful candles in their hands.—Eighth Report of the American Asylum for the Deaf and Dumb.

And didst thou fear the queen of night? Poor mute and musing child!— She who with silver light Gladdens the loneliest wild?— 