Dark sings the nightingale
To-night
I be surprised
Her song that be so dark
Her heart that be so sad
Her eyes that cry so bright
Without a tear!
For she,
She looks at the world
When all the hectic stops
And sighs the Earth in pain
And groans roam every where:
And the world needs be nursed
For see! Another day will be
And yet another Dawn!
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