Live ye, he says, I flee.

Live ye, he says, I flee.

A late lark twitters from the quiet skies:
And from the west,
Where the sun, his day's read more

A late lark twitters from the quiet skies:
And from the west,
Where the sun, his day's work ended,
Lingers as in content,
There falls on the old, gray city
An influence luminous and serene,
A shining peace.

In the day, do the day's work.

In the day, do the day's work.

When it draws near to witching time of night.

When it draws near to witching time of night.

In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep
falleth on men.

In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep
falleth on men.

O radiant Dark! O darkly fostered ray!
Thou hast a joy too deep for shallow Day.

O radiant Dark! O darkly fostered ray!
Thou hast a joy too deep for shallow Day.

The night walked down the sky with the moon in her hand.

The night walked down the sky with the moon in her hand.

And the night shall be filled with music
And the cares, that infest the day,
Shall fold read more

And the night shall be filled with music
And the cares, that infest the day,
Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs,
And as silently steal away.

The watch-dog's voice that bay'd the whispering wind,
And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind:
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The watch-dog's voice that bay'd the whispering wind,
And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind:
There all in sweet confusion sought the shade,
And fill'd each pause the nightingale had made.