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A host of things I take on trust: I take / The nightingales on trust, for few and far / Between those actual summer moments are / When I have heard what melody they make. / So chanced it once at Como on the Lake: / But all things, then, waxed musical; each star / Sang on its course, each breeze sang on its car, / All harmonies sang to senses wide-awake. / All things in tune, myself not out of tune, / Those nightingales were nightingales indeed: / Yet truly an owl had satisfied my need, / And wrought a rapture underneath that moon, / Or simple sparrow chirping from a reed; / For June that night glowed like a doubled June.