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Fer the Columbian Fountain.
A SONG OF MIDNIGHT.
. the midnight time is glorious time!
0 sweet is the midnight hour,
When thoughts Of the past come throngine


fast,
O'er the mind with wondrous power!
0 the dreams Of love, and the dreams Of fame,
And "ofthat which cannot die"
Like ships o'er the deep, o'er the fancy sweep.
As we gaze on the midnight sky.
In the days bright light, those thoughts take


flight,


That the nights calm hour may know,
When swift in the heart doth then upstart
Devoton's holiest glow.
The stars in the sky, through the wondering


eye,


Show Gods great power to me;
In the holy night, can best feel His might,
And my soul is glad and free.
The moob, like a queen, steps there serene,
And to earth her soft light lends;
Thus soothing love from the Heavens above
Upon my heart descends.
No sound is now heard, no wakeful bird,
Now trilleth tuneful strain,
But silence round doth spread profound.
Like a food upon the plain.
o the midnight time is glorious time!
For thought, for love, for rest!
Though all be good, for the pensive mood,
This hour is aye the best!


w. 8. SHoEMAKER.
GEORGETOWN, d. G.