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William Blake - To The Evening Star

THOU fair-hair'd angel of the evening,

Now, whilst the sun rests on the mountains, lightThy bright torch of love; thy radiant crownPut on, and smile upon our evening bed!Smile on our loves, and while thou drawest theBlue curtains of the sky, scatter thy silver dewOn every flower that shuts its sweet eyesIn timely sleep. Let thy west wind sleep onThe lake; speak silence with thy glimmering eyes,And wash the dusk with silver. Soon, full soon,Dost thou withdraw; then the wolf rages wide,And then the lion glares through the dun forest:The fleeces of our flocks are cover'd withThy sacred dew: protect them with thine influence!

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