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Show MORNING STAR. No ray of light in yonder somber sky, The lianf,'ins clouds dark threaten all the land, "While yellow torrents sweeping o'er the sand "With rushing streams in drear destruction vie. The mouldering leaflets all forsaken lie Beneath old mother boughs, at .whose command They fall. Yet in the heavens doth stand A silver light whose rays shall never die. That brilliant star thou art, O Mother dear. Whose beams soft shine upon our stormy sea, When lost in clouds of sadness, or in fear, Oh! lend thy loving heart in sympathy, , And when our bark to Death's dim shore glides near, Mav wc find peace in resting close to Thee I MARGUERITE ORIEL, '11. Sacred Tleart Academy, Ogden, Utah. |