Chanson de l'Amitie

May Heaven's constant blessing,
Preserve thy heart from wo;
And dearest friends caressing,
Their kindest smiles bestow;
And brightly may
The passing day
Its pleasures round thee strew,
And purest joy,
Without alloy,
Thy peaceful cup o'erflow!

Thy beaming eye of beauty
Be free from sorrow's tear;
The radiant path of duty
Be still thy calm career;
A light divine
Around thee shine,
Thy sky be ever clear,
And seen afar,
Hope's vesper star
Thy blissful bosom cheer!

But when on wings of fleetness,
Thy years have glided by;
When life has lost its sweetness,
And age has dimm'd thine eye;
Released from clay,
Serenely may
Thy gentle spirit fly,
To welcome rest,
Among the blest,
In realms beyond the sky!
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