In Light Outvies

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In Light Outvies

Roll, on, O shining sun, 
To the far seas, 
Bring down, ye shades of eve, 
The soft, salt breeze! 
Shine out, O stars, and light 
My darling’s pathway bright, 
As through the summer night 
She comes to me. 

No beam of any star 
Can match her eyes; 
Her smile the bursting day 
In light outvies. 
Her voice the sweetest thing 
Heard by the raptured spring 
When waking wild-woods ring- 
She comes to me. 

Ye stars, more swiftly wheel, 
O’er earth’s still breast; 
More wildly plunge and reel In the dim west! 
earth is lone and lorn, 
Till the glad day be born, 
Till with the happy morn 
She comes to me…

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