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Moonlight
MOONLIGHT.
'Tis strange that I sit here in wakeful mood,
Though day has brought me nor joy nor gain;
But all of which ever my life was fain,
And all that was hidden in gloom and pain,
Is trembling to-night in yon silvery flood.

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