 | Diana's Looking Glass and Other Poems by Charles D. Bell |  |
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NIGHT.
The night was full of stars, I stood beside the sea,A low wind stirr'd the waves whose voices came to me
Like music from a world beyond the ken of eye,
While the hills that rose in majesty around,
Spake clearly, with a deep and passionate sound;
So spake the purple silence, and the glories of the sky,
Till a calmness as of heav'n, falling on my soul,
The trouble at my heart was quieted and still'd,
And a peace akin to rapture o'er me stole;
I was silent 'neath the spell, but my happy spirit thrill'd.
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