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Light falls the rain-drop on the fallen leaf, / And light o'er harvest-plain and garnered sheaf -- / But lightlier falls the touch of loving hands.
Light falls the dusk of mild midsummer night, / And light the first star's faltering lance of light / On glimmering lawns, -- but lightlier loving hands.
And light the feathery flake of early snows, / Or wisp of thistle-down that no wind blows, / And light the dew, -- but lightlier loving hands.
Light-falling dusk, or dew, or summer rain, / Or down of snow or thistle -- all are vain, -- / Far lightlier falls the touch of loving hands.