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Ma fille va prier	A
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XXXVII June	B
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Come child to prayer the busy day is done	C
A golden star gleams through the dusk of night	D
The hills are trembling in the rising mist	E
The rumbling wain looms dim upon the sight	D
All things wend home to rest the roadside trees	F
Shake off their dust stirred by the evening breeze	F
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The sparkling stars gush forth in sudden blaze	G
As twilight open flings the doors of night	D
The fringe of carmine narrows in the west	H
The rippling waves are tipped with silver light	D
The bush the path all blend in one dull gray	I
The doubtful traveller gropes his anxious way	I
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Oh day with toil with wrong with hatred rife	J
Oh blessed night with sober calmness sweet	K
The sad winds moaning through the ruined tower	A
The age worn hind the sheep's sad broken bleat	K
All nature groans opprest with toil and care	L
And wearied craves for rest and love and prayer	L
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At eve the babes with angels converse hold	K
While we to our strange pleasures wend our way	I
Each with its little face upraised to heaven	C
With folded hands barefoot kneels down to pray	I
At selfsame hour with selfsame words they call	M
On God the common Father of them all	M
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And then they sleep and golden dreams anon	C
Born as the busy day's last murmurs die	K
In swarms tumultuous flitting through the gloom	N
Their breathing lips and golden locks descry	I
And as the bees o'er bright flowers joyous roam	O
Around their curtained cradles clustering come	P
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Oh prayer of childhood simple innocent	K
Oh infant slumbers peaceful pure and light	K
Oh happy worship ever gay with smiles	Q
Meet prelude to the harmonies of night	K
As birds beneath the wing enfold their head	K
Nestled in prayer the infant seeks its bed	K
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HENRY HIGHTON M A	R
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To prayer my child and O be thy first prayer	I
For her who many nights with anxious care	I
Rocked thy first cradle who took thy infant soul	S
From heaven and gave it to the world then rife	J
With love still drank herself the gall of life	J
And left for thy young lips the honeyed bowl	S
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And then I need it more then pray for me	T
For she is gentle artless true like thee	T
She has a guileless heart brow placid still	U
Pity she has for all envy for none	C
Gentle and wise she patiently lives on	C
And she endures nor knows who does the ill	U
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In culling flowers her novice hand has ne'er	I
Touched e'en the outer rind of vice no snare	I
With smiling show has lured her steps aside	K
On her the past has left no staining mark	V
Nor knows she aught of those bad thoughts which dark	V
Like shade on waters o'er the spirit glide	K
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She knows not nor mayest thou the miseries	F
In which our spirits mingle vanities	F
Remorse soul gnawing cares Pleasure's false show	W
Passions which float upon the heart like foam	O
Bitter remembrances which o'er us come	P
And Shame's red spot spread sudden o'er the brow	I
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I know life better when thou'rt older grown	C
I'll tell thee it is needful to be known	C
Of the pursuit of wealth art power the cost	K
That it is folly nothingness that shame	X
For glory is oft thrown us in the game	X
Of Fortune chances where the soul is lost	K
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The soul will change Although of everything	Y
The cause and end be clear yet wildering	Y
We roam through life of vice and error full	Z
We wander as we go we feel the load	K
Of doubt and to the briars upon the road	K
Man leaves his virtue as the sheep its wool	Z
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Then go go pray for me And as the prayer	I
Gushes in words be this the form they bear	I
Lord Lord our Father God my prayer attend	K
Pardon Thou art good Pardon Thou art great	K
Let them go freely forth fear not their fate	K
Where thy soul sends them thitherward they tend	K
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There's nothing here below which does not find	K
Its tendency O'er plains the rivers wind	K
And reach the sea the bee by instinct driven	C
Finds out the honeyed flowers the eagle flies	A2
To seek the sun the vulture where death lies	A2
The swallow to the spring the prayer to Heaven	C
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And when thy voice is raised to God for me	T
I'm like the slave whom in the vale we see	T
Seated to rest his heavy load laid by	K
I feel refreshed the load of faults and woe	W
Which groaning I drag with me as I go	W
Thy wing d prayer bears off rejoicingly	Z
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Pray for thy father that his dreams be bright	K
With visitings of angel forms of light	K
And his soul burn as incense flaming wide	K
Let thy pure breath all his dark sins efface	B2
So that his heart be like that holy place	B2
An altar pavement each eve purified	K
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C Tait's Magazine	C

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