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of Heaven and Earth! I bless thee for the night, The soft, still night! The holy pause of care and mirth, Of sound and light!

Now, far in glade and dell, Flower-cup, and bud, and bell, Have shut around the sleeping woodlark's nest— The bee's long murmuring toils are done. And I, the o'erwearied one,