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BION.
THE EVENING STAR.
“Thou star of Eve with golden light,
The sacred gem of dark-blue night,
Fairest of all the stars that shine,
And only than the moon less bright,
Hail, friendly star of Love divine!
The sacred gem of dark-blue night,
Fairest of all the stars that shine,
And only than the moon less bright,
Hail, friendly star of Love divine!
“To me more friendly than the moon,—
She new to-day hath set too soon;—
For no ill deed I speed along,
Thou art thyself love's benison,
And sing'st with me love's vesper song.”
She new to-day hath set too soon;—
For no ill deed I speed along,
Thou art thyself love's benison,
And sing'st with me love's vesper song.”
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