Soft Closer Of Our Eyes! Low Murmur

Philosophy Will Clip An Angel's Wings.

O For The Gentleness Of Old Romance, The Simple Planning Of A Minstrel's Song!

Tall Oaks Branch Charmed By The Earnest Stars Dream And So Dream All Night Without A Stir.

My Heart Aches, And A Drowsy Numbness Pains/ My Sense, As Though Of Hemlock I Had Drunk.

In The Long Vista Of The Years To Roll,\ Let Me Not See My Country's Honor Fade;\ Oh! Let Me See Our Land Retain Its Soul!\ Her Pride In Freedom, And Not Freedom's Shade.