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AMONG THE LAURELS.
AMONG THE LAURELS.
HE sunset's gorgeous dyes
Paled slowly from the skies,
And the clear heaven was waiting for the stars,
As side by side we strayed
Along a sylvan glade,
And found our pathway crossed by rustic bars.
Paled slowly from the skies,
And the clear heaven was waiting for the stars,
As side by side we strayed
Along a sylvan glade,
And found our pathway crossed by rustic bars.
Beyond the barrier lay
A green and tempting way,
Arched with fair laurel-trees, abloom and tall,
Their cups of tender snow
Edged with a rosy glow,
And warm, sweet shadows trembling over all.
A green and tempting way,
Arched with fair laurel-trees, abloom and tall,
Their cups of tender snow
Edged with a rosy glow,
And warm, sweet shadows trembling over all.
The chestnuts sung and sighed,
The solemn oaks replied,
And distant pine-trees crooned in cradling tones;
While music low and clear
Gushed from the darkness near,
Where a shy brook went tinkling over stones.
The solemn oaks replied,
And distant pine-trees crooned in cradling tones;
While music low and clear
Gushed from the darkness near,
Where a shy brook went tinkling over stones.