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NIGHT AND SILENCE.
Was it something in the heavens—
Something in the starry air?
Never look'd the knight so noble,
Never seem'd the maid so fair;
As she sat, and he leant by her,
Whisp'ring sweet some poet's lay:
Are we nearer unto Heaven
In the night than in the day?
Something in the starry air?
Never look'd the knight so noble,
Never seem'd the maid so fair;
As she sat, and he leant by her,
Whisp'ring sweet some poet's lay:
Are we nearer unto Heaven
In the night than in the day?
Silence slumber'd, like a river,
Which, if but a leaflet cross'd,
Dimpled, circled, widening ever,
Till in very fineness lost!
Is a tenderer spirit given
To that hour of mild decay?
Are we nearer unto Heaven
In the night than in the day?
Which, if but a leaflet cross'd,
Dimpled, circled, widening ever,
Till in very fineness lost!
Is a tenderer spirit given
To that hour of mild decay?
Are we nearer unto Heaven
In the night than in the day?
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Is some feeling of devotion
Link'd to Silence from its birth?
Springs it from that deep emotion
Which is ever mute on earth?
May it, like an angel passing,
O'er our dark and devious way,
Lead us nearer unto Heaven
In the night than in the day?
Link'd to Silence from its birth?
Springs it from that deep emotion
Which is ever mute on earth?
May it, like an angel passing,
O'er our dark and devious way,
Lead us nearer unto Heaven
In the night than in the day?
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