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148 I care not whether 't is black or bright,

Or winds blow soft or cold;

But O the dark, dark woods,

For thee, and me—and love.

Let all but us at last depart,

The great world say farewell!

This is the kingdom of the heart,

Where only two may dwell;

And O the dark, dark woods,

For thee, and me—and love.

CONTRASTS

SERENADE

(FOR MUSIC)

in the ocean of night

A pearl through the darkness shines;

Asleep in the garden of night

A lily's head reclines;

Afar in the forest of night

Dreams the nightingale;

Clouds in the sky of night

Make one bright star grow pale.