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LAST night the nightingale waked me, Last night when all was still; It sang in the golden moonlight From out the woodland hill. I opened the window gently, And all was dreamy dew- And oh! the bird, my darling, Was singing, singing of you! - Christian Wither, Last Night
A Walk With Night
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