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SONG (1) by WILLIAM BRIAN HOOKER

First Line: THE SKIES ARE DIMLY BRIGHT, LOVE
Last Line: BECAUSE THOU ART NOT HERE.

The skies are dimly bright, Love,
The stars like pulses beat
That falter with delight, Love,
And the breeze is maddening-sweet --
The breeze is maddening-sweet!
Borne soft along its way,
The sighs of sleepy flowers
From bowers to dusky bowers
Its laden wings delay.

The world is hushed in shade, Love,
And shadowed all my heart;
This night for us was made, Love, ...
And we so far apart --
And we so far apart!
Unheeded on my ear
The folded whispers fall --
In vain the shadows call,
Because thou art not here.



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