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/ I. Secluded, solitary on some underbough, / Or cradled in a leaf, 'mid glimmering light, / Like Puck thou crouchest: Haply watching how / The slow toadstool comes bulging, moony white, / Through loosening loam; or how, against the night, / The glowworm gathers silver to endow / The darkness with; or how the dew conspires / To hang, at dusk, with lamps of chilly fires / Each blade that shrivels now.
/ II. O vague confederate of the whippoorwill, / Of owl and cricket and the katydid! / Thou gatherest up the silence in one shrill / Vibrating note and send'st it where, half hid / In cedars, twilight sleeps -- each azure lid / Drooping a line of golden eyeball still. -- / Afar, yet near, I hear thy dewy voice / Within the Garden of the Hours apoise / On dusk's deep daffodil.