STARS OF NIGHT.
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STARS OF NIGHT.
The shades have come, they rest on wood and field,
The day is gone, and vanished is the light;
The purple skies a faint, soft splendor yield,
Illumined by the glowing stars of night.
The day is gone, and vanished is the light;
The purple skies a faint, soft splendor yield,
Illumined by the glowing stars of night.
In the dim gray of evening it is sweet
To wander o'er the fields, with dew-drops bright,
Lingering along where leap the brook's lithe feet,
Gazing upon the glorious stars of night.
To wander o'er the fields, with dew-drops bright,
Lingering along where leap the brook's lithe feet,
Gazing upon the glorious stars of night.
Come, Night! I love thy quiet, hallowed still!
There is no gloom in thy dark wings to me;
Grandeur and awe, my soul can drink its fill
Of thy majestic, vast sublimity.
There is no gloom in thy dark wings to me;
Grandeur and awe, my soul can drink its fill
Of thy majestic, vast sublimity.
Roll on, fair stars, in beauty grand, sublime,
Your matchless forms half hid from mortal sight!
Singing fore'er those unheard, heavenly chimes
Which reach to God! ye glorious stars of night.
Your matchless forms half hid from mortal sight!
Singing fore'er those unheard, heavenly chimes
Which reach to God! ye glorious stars of night.
