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/ Silent, I stood in the forest -- / Lured by the liquid song / Of a thrush.
Clear, it was, then fading / And softly echoed, / As he slipped into the embrace / Of the night.
So pure, so holy, was his song / That my heart was calmed / And I was filled / With serenity.