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Hawke's Bay Times, Volume 7, Issue 361, 26 March 1866, Page 1

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BEAUTIFUL STABS. OWEAUTIFUIi STABS, through the lone hours that keep g) Your watch in the welkin, so blue and so deep; "When hushed lies the world ’neath the sceptre o£ sleep. When the young and the fresh-hearted smile in their dreams. When the pillow with Fancy’s wild vagaries teems. And only the wretched lie watching your beams. Handmaids of heaven so cold and so still, ■ Ye seem heaven’s chambers with silence to fill. And ye clothe with sad beauty the temple and MU. Are ye teardrops the angels’ eyes wept o’er the sin That was done the fair arbours of Eden within. When death and when sorrow their trophies did win. Beautiful Stars!' oh my spirit would fain Seek to know the far regions beyond your domain. Is it there where the ransomed, triumphantly reign t Tell us! oh toll us, your paths have they cross’d The fair and the gentle, the loved and the lost. That our bosoms here cherished and guarded the most, Hid they touch your bright rims with their sky-beating feet Bid ye list to the seraphs come forth them to greet With the music of Paradise holy and sweet P Vainly we ask ye,—ah vainly we pray. To the ear of frail mortals no word will ye say. But in coldness and stillness gaze earthward for aye. Invercargill, Feb., 1866. Beth.