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First Line: I move amid your throng, I watch you hold
Last Line: Only the splendour of your loveliness.
Alternate Author Name(s): Watson, John William
Subject(s): England; Friendship; Night; English; Bedtime


I MOVE amid your throng, I watch you hold
Converse with many who are noble and fair,
Yourself the noblest and the fairest there,
Reigning supreme, crowned with that living gold.
I talk with men whose names have been enrolled
In England's book of honour; and I share
With these one honour -- your regard; and wear
Your friendship as a jewel of worth untold.

And then I go from out your sphered light
Into a world that still seems full of You.
I know the stars are yonder, that possess
Their ancient seats, heedless what mortals do;
But I behold in all the range of Night
Only the splendour of your loveliness.





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