I love in loneliness to stand afar,
When lingering twilight gently rests around;
And night is flinging from her "ebon car"
O'er earth, a shade more deep, and more profound;
While one sweet star,--a solitary gem,--
Sparkleth in Ev'ning's dark'ning diadem !
Not long alone !--for soon, with gradual glow,
A thousand diamond-lights their fires disclose,
And on the beautiful and radiant brow
Of heav'n, in rich resplendency repose:
Yet still the first is fairest--and its beam
Smiles like some young enthusiast's early dream!
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