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T.W. H. B.B.

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The Guardian Angel
Composed and arranged for the piano forte by T.W.H.B.B.

Philadelphia. George Willig 171 Chestnut St.

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I am thy guardian angel sweet maid
and I rest in my own chosen temple, thy innocent breast
At midnight I steal from my sacred retreat
When the cords of thy heart in soft unison beat
When thy bright eye is clos'd, when thy dark tresses flow
In beautiful wreaths o'er thy pillow of snow
O then I watch o'er thee all pure as thou art
And listen to music which flows from thy heart
O then I watch o'er thee all pure as thou art
And listen to music which flows from thy heart

The thoughts of thy heart are recorded by me
There are some which, half breath'd, half acknowleg'd by thee
Steal sweetly and silently o'er thy pure breast
Just ruffling its calmness then murm'ring to rest
Like a breeze o'er the lake when it breathlessly lies
With its own mimic mountains and star spangled skies
I stretch my light pinions around thee when sleeping
To guard thee from spirits of sorrow and weeping

I breathe o'er thy slumbers sweet dreams of delight
Till you wake but to sigh for the visions of night
Then remember, wherever your pathway may lie
Be it clouded with sorrow, or brilliant with joy
My spirit shall watch thee wherever thou art
My incense shall rise from the throne of thy heart
Farewell! For the shadows of ev'ning have fled
And the young rays of morning are wreath'd round my head



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