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Show . , , A SLEET-ESS NIGHT IN VXNICC.-, ' i Whon how) lias deid-sb, when 'tta doti to Jv And wrocjs remembered make the heart, still M"xl ... J Bftlor are sle'p's kind lies for life's blind need Than truth. If lies a little peace can give; ; A little peaiw! 'tis thy proroxatfre, O sleep! id lend it; thine to quell or feed ' This love tost starves this marrine soul's lonf greed And Mil n'Kret, the queen of hell, forgive. Yon moon tliat niocks me through the uncur-tilued uncur-tilued class Recalls that other nijctat, thr other moon Two l",nglls)i Iovits on a gay lagoon-Th" lagoon-Th" voiises from the lantern 'd gondolas, The kins, Iho brealli, tho flushing eyes, and soon The throbbing stillness; ali the heaven that was. Arthur ilugh Clough. |