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The burden of Dumah. He calleth to me out of Seir, Watchman,
what of the night? Watchman, what of read more
The burden of Dumah. He calleth to me out of Seir, Watchman,
what of the night? Watchman, what of the night?
The smoke ascends
In a rosy-and-golden haze. The spires
Shine and are changed. In the valley
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The smoke ascends
In a rosy-and-golden haze. The spires
Shine and are changed. In the valley
Shadows rise. The lark sings on. The sun
Closing his benediction,
Sinks, and the darkening air
Thrills with the sense of the triumphing night,--
Night with train of stars
And her great gift of sleep.
After winter comes the summer. After night comes the dawn. After every storm, there comes clear, open slies.
After winter comes the summer. After night comes the dawn. After every storm, there comes clear, open slies.
But we that have but span-long life,
The thicker must lay on the pleasure;
And since time read more
But we that have but span-long life,
The thicker must lay on the pleasure;
And since time will not stay,
We'll add night to the day,
Thus, thus we'll fill the measure.
Wan night, the shadow goer, came stepping in.
Wan night, the shadow goer, came stepping in.
There's no night without stars.
There's no night without stars.
When it draws near to witching time of night.
When it draws near to witching time of night.
At night, to his own dark fancies a prey,
He lies like a hedgehog rolled up the wrong way,
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At night, to his own dark fancies a prey,
He lies like a hedgehog rolled up the wrong way,
Tormenting himself with his prickles.
Dark the Night, with breath all flowers,
And tender broken voice that fills
With ravishment the listening read more
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.