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And pointed out a beacon light to guide 
Thy richly freighted bark safe o’er the treacher¬ 
ous tide. 
ASH-LEAVED TRUMPET FLOW¬ 
ER.— Bignostia. 
Separation. 
Farewell to thee, Love, 
When I meet thee again, 
Light hearts will be round us, 
And pageantries vain; 
But well do I know 
In life’s sunniest hours 
Thou ’It think of our meeting 
’Mid moonlight and flowers. 
Farewell to thee, dearest, 
And oh! in thy dreams, 
When fancy sheds o’er thee 
Her loveliest beams, 
Then think of our roving 
In summer’s fair bowers— 
