| O darkness, if in thy arms
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| I could rest for a while
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| And with these earthly eyes
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| See thy dim smile
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| Maid of twilight, lass of duskfall
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| Hang the Moon on the sky’s arch
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| Soothe the weight of a darkling day
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| Croon me into the slumber:
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| Rock here in the birch’s lap
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| Swing in the manor of wind
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| Lay down your weary head
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| Let the blue stars darken
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| Rock here in the birch’s lap
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| Swing in the manor of wind
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| Lay down your weary head
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| Let the blue stars darken
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| O silence, if in thy cradle I could sway
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| Like a child, heart the amending song
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| The sighing of the shades
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| Maid of twilight, lass of duskfall
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| Serve thy goblet to me
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| Let me drink to the last drop
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| The sweet opiate of the dreams:
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| Rock here in the birch’s lap
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| Swing in the manor of wind
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| Lay down your weary head
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| Let the blue stars darken
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| Rock here in the birch’s lap
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| Swing in the manor of wind
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| Lay down your weary head
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| Let the blue stars darken
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| Ours is the silence
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| The echo old ageless night
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| A gleam in the blackest of streams
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| One fleeing moment
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| For vain is all the toil and trouble
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| Vain is all the heartbreak
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| In the end I’ll find my solace
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| In an earthen cradle
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| So good night |