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 572 JAMES PUMMILL. [1850-60. But brighter beams the light of Love See the pale, thin clouds a-floating From thy clear eye I O'er the matchless sky : 0, with what a dreamy motion The singing-birds that on the sprays Ai-e they passing by — Of amorous Spring rejoice, Fading, fading into ether — Do not so thrill the human breast See ! they melt — they die ! As thy sweet voice ! Ah ! thou still and beauteous morning ! Those eyes, those eyes of melting blue, Lovely as thou art. They steal the soul away ! And leave to lovers but a mass Full of holy hope and beauty. Soon wilt thou depart. Of trembling clay ! Leaving all as sad and lonely Those lips, that seem the rosy gates As my beating heart ! Of pearly Paradise, To kiss were easiest way to steal Into the skies. 0, ruddy stars, forsake your realms ! CONTENTMENT. Hose, leave the mountain's side ! Birds, cease your songs upon the sprays! Ye are outvied ! Ofttimes I fling me on a mossy hill. Beneath the shade of some o'erarching tree, "7 And listen to the hum of breeze and '- bee And modest melody of bird and rill. A SUMMER MORNING. Serene contentment dwelleth ever here, The purest spirit of my leafy cell ; SvTEETLT bloom the vernal meadows And Love and Joy surround me with a In the morning ray. gpell ; When the night of gloomy shadows And Hope, the daughter of the dawning Silent steals away. year, And the dewy verdure glanceth Sings music to me, chasing all things On the new-born day. drear. happy fairies of my solitude ! Lo ! the birds are trilling, trilling Companions of my silent, sylvan hours ! Sweet songs to the sun, I would that Spring, with her young As he Cometh o'er the hill-top, band of flowers. "Wrapped in shadows dun ; And you, ye happy, heart-delighting brood, And the streams are smiling at him — And I, might ever dwell in this breeze- Smiling as they run. haunted wood !