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The Sun pours gold upon the waking earth / And makes the hills and valleys ring with glee, / Brings fruits and flowers to their joyous birth, / And paints strange colors on the foaming sea. / The Moon, with quivering wand of silver-white, / Calls forth the fairies to their circling dance, / Bids lovers seek their never old delight, / And fills the air with perfume of romance. / Yet, Sun, thy glory passes with the day, / And Moon, the dawn destroys thy loveliness; / But thou, sweet Star o' Love, wilt shine alway, / Nor night nor day can make thy splendor less. / Fade, lordly Sun, and Moon, forget to shine, / Since thy white wonder, Star o' Love, is mine!