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When in dry hollows, hilled with hay, / The vesper-sparrow sings afar; / And, golden gray, dusk dies away / Beneath the amber evening-star: / There, where a warm and shadowy arm / The woodland lays around the farm, / To meet you where we kissed, dear heart, / To kiss you at the tryst, dear heart, / To kiss you at the tryst!
When clover fields smell cool with dew, / And crickets cry, and roads are still; / And faint and few the fire-flies strew / The dark where calls the whippoorwill; / There, in the lane, where sweet again / The petals of the wild-rose rain, / To stroll with head to head, dear heart, / And say the words oft said, dear heart, / And say the words oft said!