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SLEEP
Be still! She sleeps.
Thy whitest smile, O Moon!
(As once Endymion)
In pallor steeps
Her fair face while she sleeps.
Thy whitest smile, O Moon!
(As once Endymion)
In pallor steeps
Her fair face while she sleeps.
Be still! She sleeps.
No leaf let fall, May-bloom!
But sweet perfume,
Where Silence creeps
To watch her as she sleeps.
No leaf let fall, May-bloom!
But sweet perfume,
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To watch her as she sleeps.
Be hush'd! She sleeps.
O tender-winged Moth!
Have care, as loath
To assail the keeps
Where she still smiling sleeps.
O tender-winged Moth!
Have care, as loath
To assail the keeps
Where she still smiling sleeps.
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