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NIGHT-MUSIC.
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Dark eyes around me flashing,
Drink many a poison in;
And wreathing smiles and kindling cheeks
Flash forth the soul within,
With raven tresses floating
O'er many a snowy brow,
And hearts that to a jeweled crown
Would scarcely deign to bow.

I see the moon- lit waters
Sleep 'neath a starry sky,
And slowly sweeps the mid-night breeze
On lagging pinions by;
As if so much of beauty,
Were resting 'neath its wing,
It longed to pause and breathe a sigh
O'er every sleeping thing.

Hark! to the swift gondola,
Hark! to the muffled oar,
They skim the surface of the waves,
They glance along the shore.
Unheeding and unheeded
They keep their trackless course,
As if some secret thought impelled
With a resistless force.

Still in each darkened passage
They find their hidden track;
There, where the swift gondola casts
Not even a shadow back.