Dark the Night, with breath all flowers,
And tender broken voice that fills
With ravishment the listening hours,--
Whisperings, wooings,
Liquid ripples, and soft ring-dove cooings
In low-toned rhythm that love's aching stills!
Dark the night
Yet is she bright,
For in her dark she brings the mystic star,
Trembling yet strong, as is the voice of love,
From some unknown afar.
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But I love night the most because she brings
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But I love night the most because she brings
My love to me in dreams which scarcely lie.
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For the night
Shows stars and women in a better light.
For the night
Shows stars and women in a better light.
I heard the trailing garments of the Night
Sweep through her marble halls.
I heard the trailing garments of the Night
Sweep through her marble halls.
Night is a stealthy, evil Raven,
Wrapt to the eyes in his black wings.
Night is a stealthy, evil Raven,
Wrapt to the eyes in his black wings.
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.
When it draws near to witching time of night.
When it draws near to witching time of night.
Wan night, the shadow goer, came stepping in.
Wan night, the shadow goer, came stepping in.
