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 MOONLIGHT NIGHT

South-German night! the ripe moon hangs above

Weaving enchantment o'er the shadowy lea.

From the old tower the hours fall heavily

Into the dark as though into the sea—

A rustle, a call of night-watch in the grove,

Then for a while void silence fills the air;

And then a violin (from God knows where)

Awakes and slowly sings: Oh Love Oh Love

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