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Twilight
The woods are dark; but yet the lingering light
Spreads its last beauty o'er the sunset sky.
How lovely are the portals of the night
When stars come forth to watch the daylight die!
Spreads its last beauty o'er the sunset sky.
How lovely are the portals of the night
When stars come forth to watch the daylight die!
The woods are dark; but yet yon little bird
Is warbling by his newly furnished nest.
No sound beside in all the vale is heard;
But he for rapture cannot—cannot rest.
Is warbling by his newly furnished nest.
No sound beside in all the vale is heard;
But he for rapture cannot—cannot rest.
[1825]
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