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  I think of thee, whene'er the sun his beams

      O'er ocean flings;

  I think of thee, whene'er the moonlight gleams

      In silv'ry springs.

  I see thee, when upon the distant ridge

      The dust awakes;

  At midnight's hour, when on the fragile bridge

      The wanderer quakes.

  I hear thee, when yon billows rise on high,

      With murmur deep.

  To tread the silent grove oft wander I,

      When all's asleep.

  I'm near thee, though thou far away mayst be—

      Thou, too, art near!

  The sun then sets, the stars soon lighten me,

      Would thou wert here!