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Ye living lamps, by whose dear light
The nightingale does sit so late;
And studying all the read more
Ye living lamps, by whose dear light
The nightingale does sit so late;
And studying all the summer night,
Her matchless songs does meditate.
Like a glowworm golden, in a dell of dew,
Scattering unbeholden its aerial blue
Among the flowers read more
Like a glowworm golden, in a dell of dew,
Scattering unbeholden its aerial blue
Among the flowers and grass which screen it from the view.
Tasteful illumination of the night,
Bright scattered, twinkling star of spangled earth.
Tasteful illumination of the night,
Bright scattered, twinkling star of spangled earth.
When evening closes Nature's eye,
The glow-worm lights her little spark
To captivate her favorite fly
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When evening closes Nature's eye,
The glow-worm lights her little spark
To captivate her favorite fly
And tempt the rover through the dark.
Till glowworms light owl-watchmen's flight
Through our green metropolis.
Till glowworms light owl-watchmen's flight
Through our green metropolis.
While many a glowworm in the shade
Lights up her love torch.
While many a glowworm in the shade
Lights up her love torch.
Glow-worms on the ground are moving,
As if in the torch-dance circling.
Glow-worms on the ground are moving,
As if in the torch-dance circling.
Among the crooked lanes, on every hedge,
The glow-worm lights his gem; and through the dark,
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Among the crooked lanes, on every hedge,
The glow-worm lights his gem; and through the dark,
A moving radiance twinkles.
