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ONE liUUR WITH lHEf..
An hour with thee when earliest day
Dapplcs with gold the eastern gray,
Oh, what can frame my mind to bear
The toll and turmoil, calk and care,
New grieis which coming hours unfold,
And sad remembrance Of the old


Ono hour with thee.
One hour with thee!-Nhen burning June
Waves his red flag at pitch ofnoon;
What shall pay the faithful swain,
Ills labor on the sultry plain;
And more than cave or shclt'ring bougt,
Cool feyerish blood, and throbbng brow


One hour With thee.
One hour with thee, when the sun is set,
o, what can teach me to forget
The thanklcss labors Of the day;
The hopes, the wishes, flung awayi
The increasing wants and lesscning gains,
The masters pride, who scorns my pains'--


One hour with thee.