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One moment alone in the garden, / Under the August skies; / The moon had gone but the stars shone on, -- / Shone like your beautiful eyes. / Away from the glitter and gaslight, / Alone in the garden there, / While the mirth of the throng, in laugh and song, / Floated out on the air.
You looked down through the starlight, / And I looked up at you; / And a feeling came that I could not name, -- / Something strange and new. / Friends of a few weeks only, -- / Why should it give me pain / To know you would go on the morrow, / And would not come again?