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...ocean. The time is long past and the scene is afar; Vet, when my hraci rests on its pillow, Will ratmory sometimes rekindle the star That blazed on the breast of the billow. In life's closing hour, when the tiemljmg soul Mies, And death slills the heart's list emotion j O tht-n may the seraph of mercy arise,...

...commotion) And thou as That star of life's tremulous ocean. The time is long past and the scene is afar; Yet, when my head rests on its pillow, Will...billow, In life's closing hour, when the trembling soul flies, And death stills the heart's last emotion; О then may the seraph of mercy arise; Like a star...

...look'd lovely as Hope, That star of life's tremulous ocean. 3 The time is long past, and the scene is afar, Yet when my head rests on its pillow, Will memory sometimes rekindle the star That blaz'd on the breast of the billow. In life's closing hour, when the trembling soul flies, And death...

...looked luvely as hope, That star of life's tremulous ocean. The time is long' past and the scene is afar ; Yet, when my head rests on its pillow, Will memory sometimes rekindle the star That bbnl on the breast of the billow. In life's closing hour, when the trembling soul flies, And death...

...is afar, Yet when my head rests on its pillow, Will memory sometimes rekindle the star, That blaz'd on the breast of the billow. In life's closing hour, when the trembling soul flies, And death stills the heart's last emotion, Oh ! then may the seraph of mercy arise, Like a star...

...lovely as hope* That star of life's tremulous ocean. The time is long past and the scene is afar j Yet, when my head rests on its pillow, Will memory...billow. In life's closing hour, when the trembling soul flies, And death stills the heart's last emotion Oh then may the seraph of Mercy ariserLike a star...

...of life's tremulous ocean. The time is long past and the scene is afar; Yet, when my head rests ort its pillow, Will memory sometimes rekindle the star...blazed on the breast of the billow. In life's closing hour4 when the trembling Soirt &iett And death stills the heart's last emotion Oh then may the seraph...

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...the hill's gentle slope, That star of life's tremuldus ocean. The time is long past and the scene is afar; Yet, when my head rests on its pillow, Will memory sometimes rekindle the star And death stills the heart's last emotion Oh then may the seraph of Mercy arise/ • That blazed on...