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Ye country comets, that portend
No war not princes' funeral
Shining unto no other end
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Ye country comets, that portend
No war not princes' funeral
Shining unto no other end
Than to presage the grass's fall.
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.
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.
Tasteful illumination of the night,
Bright scattered, twinkling star of spangled earth.
Tasteful illumination of the night,
Bright scattered, twinkling star of spangled earth.
Till glowworms light owl-watchmen's flight
Through our green metropolis.
Till glowworms light owl-watchmen's flight
Through our green metropolis.
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.
The glowworm shows the matin to be near
And gins to pale his uneffectual fire.
The glowworm shows the matin to be near
And gins to pale his uneffectual fire.
