SWEET night, whence sweeter calm doth flow, | |
Sweet solitude of sea and sky: | |
Made sweeter far, because I know | |
That thou with all sweet things must die;— | |
For beauty fades from out the eye, | 5 |
And love itself will cease to be; | |
As summer winds from tropic shores, | |
Die on the smooth unruffled sea. | |
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Now, Hesperus, evening star of love | |
Flings o’er the waves a lane of light; | 10 |
And constellations from above | |
Gleam out like di’mond on the sight: | |
And phosphor, glinting silver-white | |
From out the deep and dimpled sea, | |
Looks like another realm of stars | 15 |
In Heaven’s inverted canopy. | |
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Sweet double star of love and rest, | |
That usherest in the hour of sleep; | |
I watch in grief thy waning crest | |
Go glimmering down the dusky deep. | 20 |
While other stars their vespers keep, | |
My longing thoughts revert to thee, | |
And follow up thy trail of light | |
To other heavens beyond the sea. | |
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