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First Line: The last-lighted windows have darkened
Last Line: Be the wind in the moonlit thorn?
Alternate Author Name(s): Blunden, Edmund
Subject(s): England; Landscape; Night; English; Bedtime

THE last-lighted windows have darkened,
The last courting pair have gone home;
And moon and wind and the little shriek-owl
All over the country roam.

The chimneys and roofs of the village
Like a mystical figure are drawn
On a cloud's white veil that sleeps and shines
From the church to the sign of the Swan.

Between blue and silver the by-road
Runs, hides and again gleams free;
The moon seems loitering, like the wind
That kisses the hawthorn tree.

Far glistens that tree in the meadow,
But the spirit of love hither borne
In glimmerings and sighings, O can such a joy
Be the wind in the moonlit thorn?

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