TO NIGHT-Rx SHELBY.
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Sweetly walk over the western wave,

 Spirit of Night! Out of the misty eastern cave. Where, all the long afsd lone daylight Thou eovest oreaals of joy and fear. Which make tha terrible and dear

 Swift be thy flight. Wrap thy form in a mantle gray.

 Starslnw reught, Blind with tline hair tue eyes of day! Kiss her until she De weasied out, Then wander OCT city, and sea, and land Touching all with thine optatc wand

 Come, long sought! When arose and saw the dawn.

 sigh'dfor thee; Whenli fight rod ehigh,a the dew was gone And noon lay heavy on flower and tree, Am the weary Day turn'd to lis rest, Lingering ike an unloved guest,

 l sigi'd for theel Thy brother Death came, and cried.

 Woilidst thonme2 Thy sweet child Sleep. the filmys eyed,

 Murmur'd like noontide bee, Shall nestle heartily sldea Wonldst thou mel And replied, No, not thee Death will come when thou art dead,

 Soon, too soon Sleep will come when thou art fled; or neither would ask the boon 1 ask of. hee, beloved night-- Swift be thine approaching flight,

 Come soon, soon!