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The Star of Eve.
1820.
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[On Miss H---, of Gargrave, long since dead. The Song, in structure, resembles Burns's inimitable lyric, “O Bonnie was the Rosy Brier.”]
The star of eve was beaming bright,
The rose-tree decked the greenwood's gloom;
But Myra's eye was purer light,
And Myra's cheek was fairer bloom.
The rose-tree decked the greenwood's gloom;
But Myra's eye was purer light,
And Myra's cheek was fairer bloom.
The dew upon the closing flowers
Its tender, sparkling moisture shed;
But tenderer looks and words were ours,
For love was all we thought and said.
Its tender, sparkling moisture shed;
But tenderer looks and words were ours,
For love was all we thought and said.
The crimson clouds along the sky
Retained the light that lately shone;
And O! that hour's reflection high
Shall gild my heart till life is gone!
Retained the light that lately shone;
And O! that hour's reflection high
Shall gild my heart till life is gone!
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