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The night has a thousand eyes,
And the day but one;
Yet the light of the bright world dies
With the dying sun.
The mind has a thousand eyes,
And the heart but one;
Yet the light of a whole life dies,
When love is done.
Francis William Bourdillon
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Adeline Foster (9/10/2008 1:56:00 PM)
It is unfortunate that most of the “well known” poems on this site are entered from an inept memory and not from research. To be accurate when entering someone else's poems is important unless one notes that one is merely making an annotation. |
Michelle Mattie (2/2/2008 11:21:00 PM)
i dont know how to correct it but you have a part wrong its actually;
The night has a thousand eyes,
The day but one;
Yet the light of a whole world dies
At set of sun
The mind has a thousand eyes,
The heart but one;
Yet the light of a whole life dies,
When love is done. |
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