IN the twilight and the night-time
Sing the waves a sweeter song,
Bloom the flowers with fresher fragrance,
Come the dreams in swifter throng.
Forms of things unseen perplex us,
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Hearts whose thoughts toward us reach,
Light that flashes near our vision,
Thoughts that blossom not in speech.
Loving eyes look in our faces
With a timid starry glow;
And the music of our meeting
Doth through all our being go.
O the darkness with its visions,
Which the light will chase away!
Which is light and which is darkness,
When they go or when they stay?
W.
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