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 The twilight is sad and cloudy,
 The wind blows wild and free,
  And like the wings of read more 
 The twilight is sad and cloudy,
 The wind blows wild and free,
  And like the wings of sea-birds
   Flash the white caps of the sea. 
 Fair Venus shines
 Even in the eye of day; with sweetest beam
  Propitious shines, and shakes a read more 
 Fair Venus shines
 Even in the eye of day; with sweetest beam
  Propitious shines, and shakes a trembling flood
   Of softened radiance from her dewy locks. 
 Sweet shadows of twilight! how calm their repose,
 While the dewdrops fall soft in the breast of the rose!
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 Sweet shadows of twilight! how calm their repose,
 While the dewdrops fall soft in the breast of the rose!
  How blest to the toiler his hour of release
   When the vesper is heard with its whisper of peace! 
 The summer day is closed, the sun is set:
 Well they have done their office, those bright hours,
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 The summer day is closed, the sun is set:
 Well they have done their office, those bright hours,
  The latest of whose train goes softly out
   In the red west. 
 Beauteous Night lay dead
 Under the pall of twilight, and the love-star sickened and 
shrank.  
 Beauteous Night lay dead
 Under the pall of twilight, and the love-star sickened and 
shrank. 
 In the twilight of morning to climb to the top of the mountain,--
 Thee to salute, kindly star, earliest read more 
 In the twilight of morning to climb to the top of the mountain,--
 Thee to salute, kindly star, earliest herald of day,--
  And to await, with impatience, the gaze of the ruler of heaven.--
   Youthful delight, oh, how oft lur'st thou me out in the night. 
 From that high mount of God whence light and shade
 Spring both, the face of brightest heaven had changed
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 From that high mount of God whence light and shade
 Spring both, the face of brightest heaven had changed
  To grateful twilight. 
Dim eclipse, disastrous twilight.
Dim eclipse, disastrous twilight.
 The sunbeams dropped
 Their gold, and, passing in porch and niche,
  Softened to shadows, silvery, pale, and read more 
 The sunbeams dropped
 Their gold, and, passing in porch and niche,
  Softened to shadows, silvery, pale, and dim,
   As if the very Day paused and grew Eve.