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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.
While many a glowworm in the shade
Lights up her love torch.
While many a glowworm in the shade
Lights up her love torch.
Till glowworms light owl-watchmen's flight
Through our green metropolis.
Till glowworms light owl-watchmen's flight
Through our green metropolis.
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.
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.
Here's a health to the glow-worm, Death's sober lamplighter.
Here's a health to the glow-worm, Death's sober lamplighter.
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.
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.