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Parent Issue
Day
31
Month
August
Year
1882
Copyright
Public Domain
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In the s'.lent hour of the midnight Wben thedrowsy world was still; While tbe golden hen nm of the Btarlight Bested apon the hill ; I stond where the moor.bisams quiver, As the musical watera flow. On th banks of tbat sleepiug ïiver Where wo parted years ago. I remember the tall tiWs shadows Made daikr the river'a side, Ab it wound through the haul meadows Like r silver ribbon wld; And I tboutjhtof thosc daysof ({ladncss When we wamiered long ago, With nevera thouüht of saduess. Where the musical waters flow. Days that were free trom trouble And clear as a bright June eüy, ïet traosient as auy bubble Tbat kisses tbe shore to die. Thus love with the years forever Far out or our lives will üe, While the wayes of this sum old river, Drift on and out to t,h eea.

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Old News
Ann Arbor Democrat