HOURS IN AUGUST.
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BY MRS. J. H. THOMAS.
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Softly as the star-beam slideth
From its halls of blue;
Gently—gently as it glideth
Lily bells into—
And, with kisses unimpassioned,
———
BY MRS. J. H. THOMAS.
———
Softly as the star-beam slideth
From its halls of blue;
Gently—gently as it glideth
Lily bells into—
And, with kisses unimpassioned,