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'Twas just that dim, that dubious hour,
When darkness yields her gloomy power,—
When the day first rising in the East
Sees the night expiring in the West,—
And every object shuns the sight,
So faintly seen in the faint twilight.
When darkness yields her gloomy power,—
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Sees the night expiring in the West,—
And every object shuns the sight,
So faintly seen in the faint twilight.
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