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Show A SOUTHERN TWILIGHT. . ' t A little shallow silver urn, H High in the east the new moon hung; H Amid the palms a fountain flung ' H Its snowy floss, and there, aboye, H With its impassioned unconcern, H A hidden bird discoursed of lov.e. n H I felt your hand upon my arm ;i H Flutter as doth a thrush's wing, H Then tighten. Sweet, how small a thing ' H Draws kindred spirits heart to heart! H More was that hour's elusive charm H To us than eloquence or art. ta H Clinton Scollard in Smart Set. H I |