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Book, page 41 / 218 A poem for you made by me, Whose billowy lines just now fly Up where you stand graceful and high! But look you, this knowledge, to no purpose grew it, I farther will go, Heaven guard, lest we rue it,-- If only you knew it! THE ANGELS OF SLEEP Asleep the child fell When night cast its spell; The angels came near With laughter and cheer. Her watch at its waking the mother was keeping: "How sweet, my dear child, was your smile now while sleeping!" To God mother went, From home it was rent; Asleep the child fell 'Neath tears' troublous spell. But soon it heard laughter and mother-words tender; The angels brought dreams full of childhood's rare splendor. It grew with the years, Till gone were the tears; Asleep the child fell, While thoughts cast their spell. But faithful the angels their vigils were keeping, The thoughts took and whispered: "Have peace now, while sleeping!" THE MAIDEN ON THE SHORE She wandered so young on the shore around, Her thoughts were by naught on earth now bound. Soon came there a painter, his art he plied
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