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NIGHT by AGNES MARY F. ROBINSON

First Line: O NIGHT ETERNAL AND BLUE
Last Line: AS LEAVES IN A GUST OF THE AIR!
Subject(s): NIGHT; BEDTIME;
O NIGHT eternal and blue,
Holy and soft above,
You seem to lay on my forehead
The touch of an infinite love --

The touch of a love that never
Will understand me aright --
Why should you touch me and love me,
O tender and delicate night?

O night, look in with your stars
On the wintry face of despair,
And your stars will eddy and shrivel
As leaves in a gust of the air!



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