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A JUNE NIGHT.
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She, dazzled by that shining world afar,
May not withdraw her gaze: breathless she waits.
Some promised joy from Heaven s very gates
Unto her soul seems proffered. When shall be
The bright fulfilment of that star’s decree ?

Nor glad nor sad is she: she doth not know
That through the city's throng one threads his way,
Thrilled likewise by that planet's mystic glow,
And hastes to seek her. What sweet change shall sway
Her spirit at his coming ? What new ray
Upon his shadowy life from her shall fall?
The silent star burns on, and knoweth all.

A JUNE NIGHT.

Ten o'clock: the broken moon
Hangs not yet a half hour high,
Yellow as a shield of brass,
In the dewy air of June,
Poised between the vaulted sky
And the ocean's liquid glass.

Earth lies in the shadow still;
Low black bushes, trees, and lawn

Night's ambrosial dews absorb;
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