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BY MORNING TWILIGHT by GEORGE MEREDITH

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First Line: NIGHT, LIKE A DYING MOTHER
Last Line: WITH THE SONG OF THE SEA TO THE LAND.
Subject(s): NIGHT; SEA; SLEEP; BEDTIME; OCEAN;
NIGHT, like a dying mother,
Eyes her young offspring, Day.
The birds are dreamily piping.
And O, my love, my darling!
The night is life ebb'd away:
Away beyond our reach!
A sea that has cast us pale on the beach;
Weeds with the weeds and the pebbles
That hear the lone tamarisk rooted in sand
Sway
With the song of the sea to the land.



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