When stars are in the quiet skies,
Then most I pine for thee;
Bend on me then thy tender eyes
As stars look on the sea.
For thoughts, like waves that glide by night,
Are stillest when they shine;
Mine earthly love lies hush'd in light
Beneath the heaven of thine.

There is an hour when angels
Keep familiar watch o'er men,
When coarser souls were wrapp'd in sleep --
Sweet spirit, meet me then!
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My thoughts of thee too sacred are
For daylight's common beam:
I can but know thee as my star,
My angel and my dream;
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