Evening star, evening star, to my roof this night.
Evening star, Evening star, why art thou so bright?
Some apart of steadfast stranger to a mark,
Roll their languid prophecy--an hour of dark;
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Lo! Haste be a tale foretold thy letters,
Charmed of a defender in a clear eye--
Grateful the morning sails what it endeavors
Reflected a grandeur beyond a rye;
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