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Proximity Of The Beloved One.

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I think of thee, whene'er the sun his beams     O'er ocean flings;     I think of thee, whene'er the moonlight gleams     In silv'ry springs.     I see thee, when upon the distant ridge     The dust awakes;     At midnight's hour, when on the fragile bridge     The wanderer quakes.     I hear thee, when yon billows rise on high,     With murmur deep.     To tread the silent grove oft wander I,     When all's asleep.     I'm near thee, though thou far away mayst be     Thou, too, art near!     The sun then sets, the stars soon lighten me.     Would thou wert here!

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