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_IN THE MOONLIGHT_ The moonbeams filter softly through The leaves upon the linden tree; And as I sit alone, dear heart, My spirit yearns for thee! VOXTA ORG BY SILVESTER LAND THE MOONBEAMS FILTER SOFTLY THROUGH THE LEAVES UPON THE LINDEN TREE AND AS I SIT ALONE DEAR HEART MY SPIRIT YEARNS FOR THEE
rs lean, And thick the sweet alyssum shows Among the mignonette. Ho! truant May! Have you, then, gone astray, Unwitting that in realms of June Return were no avail? Ah, well-a-day! So wings the spring away; The summer’s ever oversoon, But June, sweet June, all hail! _A SONG OF THOUGHT_ O, the ships have sails for the swelling gales, The falcon flies in the wake of the wind, In the speed of the steed of the Bedouin breed The blood leaps high to the hoof-beats’ lead, As the leagues are left behind. But what care I For the birds that fly, Or all the vessels that sail the sea; The blasts that blow Till the trees bend low, Or the barbs of Araby! I spring to birth with the dust of earth, Yet span the heaven from pole to pole; Or flashing far as the farthermost star, I know no barrier, bound nor bar To hold from my boldest goal. The storm’s red spark As it cleaves the dark, With my viewless wings it can not keep pace; More fleet than light My measureless flight To the starless ends of space!   IN THE MOONLIGHT BY EVELIN STEYNE READ FOR LIBER
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