TEE Sky.
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There's beauty in the slly;-
It's vault is of brighter hue
Than ocean with its waves ofbluc,
And there the stars arc thickly set,
Bright diamonds on nights coronet;
The rinbow's grand and glorious form
Smiles like an angel on the storm,
And lifts its arch divncly fair,
A type Of love and mercy there
There's beauty in tile sky.


There's music in the sky:
IT is not in the thundcr's crash,
Nor in tho lightning's ed-wing'd fash:
These speak from darkness and from gloom,
Aud tell Of ruin, death and doom,
But birds arc on the buoyant wing,
And their soft love notes mllrntiring;
And oft, at midnight, fancy hears
The harmony OF rolling Spheres
There's music in the sky.
There's quiet in the sky
Below, let strife and hatred dwell
Unha!lowcd rage make earth a hell;
Below, let ssn and sorrow" reign,
And stamp on man their seals and stain:
but o! how still yon cloudlcts bear
Their light forms through the silent air,
Or, crown'd with evenings glory, rest
Scrcncy in the glowing west.


There's quiet in the sky