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 | The Poems of Richard Watson Gilder |  |
I—SONG
Love, Love, my love,The best things are the truest!
When the earth lies shadowy dark below,
O then the heavens are bluest!
Deep the blue of the sky,
And sharp the gleam of the stars,
And O, more bright against the night
The Aurora's crimson bars!
| The Poems of Richard Watson Gilder | |