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First Line: The darkness fills the hollows of the moat
Last Line: Hold on my shivering soul.
Subject(s): Night; Bedtime


The darkness fills the hollows of the moat,
And rises up the valley, and comes down
From the low hills, and wicked white mists float
Like floods about the little town.

The night is all about me, crawling dark
Meshes the doubtful shadows of the way,
And all the woods and all the vales of Arques
Fade as the lamps put out the day.

Then in the darkness, face to face at last
With those winged thoughts that gather to their goal,
I feel their beaks and talons taking fast
Hold on my shivering soul.





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