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The night is wide, and the shadows fall, And silence measures the empty hall, Where thoughts grow long and the world grows small, And loneliness gathers the heart.
Yet even the dark has a quiet grace, A steady breath in an ancient place, Where stars keep watch and the moon's pale face Is a lantern that lingers near.
You are not lost in the velvet deep, While the rest of the weary earth is asleep; There are words to hold, there are thoughts to keep, And a voice that is listening here.
Yet even the dark has a quiet grace, A steady breath in an ancient place, Where stars keep watch and the moon's pale face Is a lantern that lingers near.
You are not lost in the velvet deep, While the rest of the weary earth is asleep; There are words to hold, there are thoughts to keep, And a voice that is listening here.