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    MEMORY OF GUSTEEN.   Table of Contents     THE NATIVES OF AMERICA.

Plato, Ann
Essays

- POETRY.
- ALONE I'VE WANDERED.


ALONE I'VE WANDERED.


Afar alone I've wander'd,
Brisk at the evening tide;
Where no footsteps were heard,
Where fate was not decried.

Alone, I love to wander,
Slow musing by my way,
And think of God's creation,
And the weary man astray.
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Before the sun-shine sinks,
I bend my way from home,
To admire the works of nature;
And thus I like to roam.

The verdant lawn seems dazzling;
I smell the scent of flowers.
How precious are those moments,
Delightful, are those hours.

I look up to the heavens,
Behold each solemn star;
Their glittering light allures me--
How beautiful they are!

Then God who made all worlds,
At the last solemn day,
Unto righteous men will say,--
Ye join the heavenly lay.

    MEMORY OF GUSTEEN.   Table of Contents     THE NATIVES OF AMERICA.