Now waits thy coming on high,
And will joyfully greet th’ unfetter’d soul,
Releas’d from its prison of clay,
And herald thee on through fields of light,
To the blaze of eternal day?
Charleston, Dec. 27, 1839.
INVOCATION TO SLEEP.
Come to my pillow, gentle sleep!
And hold me in thy calm embrace;
And with oblivious wing, efface