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[This winter eve how soft! how mild!]
This winter eve how soft! how mild!
How calm the earth! how calm the sea!
The earth is like a weary child,
And ocean chants its lullaby.
How calm the earth! how calm the sea!
The earth is like a weary child,
And ocean chants its lullaby.
A little murmur in mine ear!
A little ripple at my feet!
They only make the silence here,
Which they disturb not, more complete
A little ripple at my feet!
They only make the silence here,
Which they disturb not, more complete
I wander on the sands apart;
I watch the sun, world-wearied, sink
Into his grave:—with tranquil heart
Upon the loved and lost I think.
I watch the sun, world-wearied, sink
Into his grave:—with tranquil heart
Upon the loved and lost I think.
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