HE EVENING HOUR.
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ANIEsi the hour Of bliss, ''7-Eaz---


Win angry passions cease,
n iInd'scT"-'l turmoil are exchanged


aFor harmony anu r--r-t.. 7a =,
y is tn, dreamy hour. .s.y...
S5l-~-y hen tho child Of fancy secs
sAneye in every star, and hears -'0-.


ice in every breeze. '"|


Eve is he poot's hour,
fH->Ahh-lol.y thoughts take birth.
! And tho soul ia waited far beyond ....
,,ise gross desires of earth. aH


Eye is tho lovers hour.
The hour that wakes soft sighs,


9w, hopes, fond fears, vague Wishes all
Nj, The spirits mystores.
n e is fond memory's hour,
When the mental eye looks back
rough the mist Of parted years. to trac'
Sweet chidhood's happy track.
o blessed evening hour! ........--f
( To every son Of earth IN -.a.-.. .
Thou bring'st repose, and rest, and peace
- Calm Joy, and quiet mir,h. ..-.-