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'Twas a rich night in June The air was all	A
Fragrance and balm and the wet leaves were stirred	B
By the soft fingers of the southern wind	C
And caught the light capriciously like wings	D
Haunting the greenwood with a silvery sheen	E
The stars might not be numbered and the moon	F
Exceeding beautiful went up in heaven	G
And took her place in silence and a hush	H
Like the deep Sabbath of the night came down	I
And rested upon nature I was out	J
With three sweet sisters wandering and my thoughts	K
Took color of the moonlight and of them	L
And I was calm and happy Their deep tones	M
Low in the stillness and by that soft air	N
Melted to reediness bore out like song	O
The language of high feelings and I felt	P
How excellent is woman when she gives	Q
To the fine pulses of her spirit way	R
One was a noble being with a brow	S
Ample and pure and on it her black hair	N
Was parted like a raven's wing on snow	T
Her tone was low and sweet and in her smile	U
You read intense affections Her moist eye	V
Had a most rare benignity her mouth	W
Bland and unshadowed sweetness and her face	X
Was full of that mild dignity that gives	Q
A holiness to woman She was one	G
Whose virtues blossom daily and pour out	J
A fragrance upon all who in her path	Y
Have a blest fellowship I longed to be	Z
Her brother that her hand might lie upon	A2
My forehead and her gentle voice allay	R
The fever that is at my heart sometimes	B2
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There was a second sister who might witch	C2
An angel from his hymn I cannot tell	D2
The secret of her beauty It is more	E2
Than her slight penciled lip and her arch eye	V
Laughing beneath its lashes as if life	F2
Were nothing but a merry mask 'tis more	E2
Than motion though she moveth like a fay	R
Or music though her voice is like a reed	G2
Blown by a low south wind or cunning grace	X
Though all she does is beautiful or thought	H2
Or fancy or a delicate sense though mind	C
Is her best gift and poetry her world	I2
And she will see strange beauty in a flower	J2
As by a subtle vision I care not	K2
To know how she bewitches 'tis enough	L2
For me that I can listen to her voice	M2
And dream rare dreams of music or converse	N2
Upon unwrit philosophy till I	V
Am wildered beneath thoughts I cannot bound	O2
And the red lip that breathes them	L
On my arm	P2
Leaned an unshadowed girl who scarcely yet	Q2
Had numbered fourteen summers I know not	K2
How I shall draw her picture the young heart	R2
Has such a restlessness of change and each	S2
Of its wild moods so lovely I can see	Z
Her figure in its rounded beauty now	S
With her half flying step her clustering hair	N
Bathing a neck like Hebe's and her face	X
By a glad heart made radiant She was full	T2
Of the romance of girlhood The fair world	I2
Was like an unmarred Eden to her eye	V
And every sound was music and the tint	U2
Of every cloud a silent poetry	Z
Light to thy path bright creature I would charm	P2
Thy being if I could that it should be	Z
Ever as now thou dreamest and flow on	A2
Thus innocent and beautiful to heaven	G
We walked beneath the full and mellow moon	F
Till the late stars had risen It was not	K2
In silence though we did not seem to break	V2
The hush with our low voices but our thoughts	K
Stirred deeply at their sources and when night	W2
Divided us I slumbered with a peace	X2
Floating about my heart which only comes	Y2
From high communion I shall never see	Z
That silver moon again without a crowd	Z2
Of gentle memories and a silent prayer	N
That when the night of life shall oversteal	T2
Your sky ye lovely sisters there may be	Z
A light as beautiful to lead you on	A2

Nathaniel Parker Willis

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