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BlackTulip
Friday, June 20, 2008
It is the hour
when from the bows
the Nightingales high note
is heard.
i
t is the hour
when lovers' vows
seems sweet
in every whisper'd world
a
nd gente winds and waters near,
make music
to the lonely ear.
~ Byron ~
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