When stars are in the quiet skies,Then most I pine for thee;Bend on me, the, thy tender eyes,As stars look on the sea!For thoughts, like waves that glide by night,Are still lest they shine;Mine earthly love lies hush\u27d in light Beneath the heav\u27n of thine,Mine earthly love lies hush\u27d in lightBeneath the heav\u27n of thine. 2There is an hour when Angels keepFamiliar watch on men,When coarser souls are wrapp\u27d in sleepSweet spirit, meet me the.There is an hour when holy dreams,Through slumber, fairest glide,And in that mystic hour it seemsThou should\u27st be by my side. 3The thoughts of thee too sacred areFor daylight\u27s common beam;I can but know thee as my star.My angel, and my dream!When stars are in the quiet skies,Then mo...