SONGS

FROM THE SOUTHLAND

SELECTED BY

S. F. PRICE

BOSTON

D. LOTHROP COMPANY

WASHINGTON STREET OPPOSITE BROMFIELD

SONGS

FROM THE SOUTH-LAND.

THE CLOSING YEAR.

GEORGE D. PRENTICE.

"TIS midnight's holy hour, and silence now

Is brooding, like a gentle spirit o'er

The still and pulseless world. Hark! on the winds
The bell's deep tones are swelling; 'tis the knell
Of the departed year. No funeral train
Is sweeping past; yet, on the stream and wood,
With melancholy light, the moonbeams rest
Like a pale, spotless shroud; the air is stirred,
As by a mourner's sigh; and, on yon cloud,
That floats so still and placidly through heaven,
The spirits of the Seasons seem to stand.