I wonder about night
What the night takes,
Sighs buried deep,
Ancient heart-aches,
Groans of the lover,
Tears of the lost;
Let day discover not
All the night cost!
I wonder
Let the night keep
Love's burning bliss,
Drowned in deep sleep
Whisper and kiss,
Thoughts lie white flowers
In hedges of May;
Let such deep hours not fade with the day,
Oh, I wonder about Night
...
(c) William Rose Benet
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