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Lo, the vesper hour hath flown, / Voices of the dewy night / Hold me captive with delight / To their mystic tone.
Strangely wild, yet passing sweet, / Falls their music on my ear, / While a fountain soft and clear / Murmurs at my feet.
Ah, too soon the moments fly, / Now the bird his nest forsakes / And the rosy morning breaks / From the Orient sky.
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