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1866.] are soon to take part, if not as legislators, at least as freemen, in the government of our common land. May the dignity and duty and exceeding privilege of an American citizen be impressed upon their minds by all the influences that rule this place! Trust me, Alumni, the country will thank the University more for the loyalty her influences shall foster, than for all the knowledge her schools may impart. Learning is the costly ornament of states, but patriotism is the life of a nation.

SAINTLY Voice fell on my ear,

Out of the dewy atmosphere:—

"O hush, dear Bird of Night, be mute,—

Be still, O throbbing heart and lute!"

The Night-Bird shook the sparkling dew

Upon me as he ruffed and flew:

My heart was still, almost as soon,

My lute as silent as the moon:

I hushed my heart, and held my breath,

And would have died the death of death,

To hear—but just once more—to hear

That Voice within the atmosphere.

Again The Voice fell on my ear,

Out of the dewy atmosphere!—

The same words, but half heard at first,—

I listened with a quenchless thirst;

And drank as of that heavenly balm,

The Silence that succeeds a psalm:

My soul to ecstasy was stirred:—

It was a Voice that I had heard

A thousand blissful times before;

But deemed that I should hear no more

Till I should have a spirit's ear,

And breathe another atmosphere!

Then there was Silence in my ear,

And Silence in the atmosphere,

And silent moonshine on the mart,

And Peace and Silence in my heart:

But suddenly a dark Doubt said,

"The fancy of a fevered head!"

A wild, quick whirlwind of desire

Then wrapt me as in folds of fire.

I ran the strange words o'er and o'er,

And listened breathlessly once more:

And lo, the third time I did hear

The same words in the atmosphere!