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The sleepless Hours who watch me as I lie, / Curtained with star-inwoven tapestries / From the broad moonlight of the sky, / Fanning the busy dreams from my dim eyes,- / Waken me when their Mother, the gray Dawn, / Tells them that dreams and that the moon is gone.
Then I arise, and climbing Heaven's blue dome, / I walk over the mountains and the waves, / Leaving my robe upon the ocean foam; / My footsteps pave the clouds with fire; the caves / Are filled with my bright presence, and the air / Leaves the green Earth to my embraces bare.