The Human Inheritance The New Hope, Motherhood. By William Sharp |
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X. THE NIGHTINGALE.
The curving elm-boles meeting make
An archway, where the sun at morn
And, after dusk, the moon's white horn
Seem framed 'mid dark green leaves that shake
In little vagrant puffs of wind
Faint wandering in the wood behind:
An archway, where the sun at morn
And, after dusk, the moon's white horn
Seem framed 'mid dark green leaves that shake
In little vagrant puffs of wind
Faint wandering in the wood behind:
Moonlight and darkness now—O hear!
The jug-jug-jug divinely clear!
The jug-jug-jug divinely clear!
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