From As Repssblicaa Ceurisr. WHATTFnVE
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WHAT I LOVE. I love at morn, when the rising sun First tips the eastern hills with gold, To mt and gaze with fond delight, Onbeausies, which is doth unfold. I love at noon, when ite piercing rays, Are shedding liGh. and heat around, To seek some cool and quiet grove, Where peace and harmony abound. I Hove, at days last closing hour, When Sol is sinking to his rest, To view the beauteous, glorious hues, Wish which the western skies are dress. But. more than all, leve 0 view The form of her love 60 we'll; It draws my thoughts from eli around, On her alone so gaze and dwell. MARv!-my thoughts on thee alone Are 6xed-no change they know. Oh, may thy days on earth, bs long, And enioy them too.