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Rh MOTIVES.

 THE LOVELY NIGHT.

the cot, where softly sleeping Lies my bosom's love, I go, And with noiseless footstep creeping, Thread the dusty wood, when lo! Bursts the moon through glade and greenwood, Soft the herald zephyrs play, And the waving birches sprinkle Sweetest incense on my way.

How I revel in the coolness Of this beauteous summer night Stilly dreaming here the fulness Of the panting soul's delight! 