Darkly falls the autumn twilight, rustles by the crisp leaf sere,
Sadly wail the lonely night-winds, sweeping sea-ward, chill and drear,
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Why turn from me thus with such petulant pride,
When I ask thee, sweet Edith, to be my bride;
When I offer the gift of heart fond and true,
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Come to the casement, we’ll watch the snow
Softly descending on earth below,
Fairer and whiter than spotless down
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He stood on the wood-crowned summit
Of our mountain’s regal height,
And gazed on the scene before him,
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The place is fair and tranquil, Judaea’s cloudless sky
Smiles down on distant mountain, on glade and valley nigh,
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On a golden autumn morning,
Just fifty years ago,
When harvests ripe lay smiling
In the sunshine’s yellow glow,
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Hush! speak in accents soft and low,
And treat with careful stealth
Thro’ that rich curtained room which tells
Of luxury and wealth;
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Say, art thou angry? words unkind
Have fallen upon thine ear,
Thy spirit hath been wounded too
By mocking jest or sneer,
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Yes, leave my side to flirt with Maude,
To gaze into her eyes,
To whisper in her ear sweet words,
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I.
Come tell me some olden story
Of Knight or Paladin,
Whose sword on the field of glory
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