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Song: Fear in the Night.

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I am afraid to-night,             We are too glad, too gay,         Our life too sweet, too bright             To last another day.         What hap, what chance can fall,             What sorrow come, what schism,         What loss, what cataclysm             To part us two at all?         The stars with ageless fire             In skies serene the same         Observe our young desire             And watch our loves aflame.         A whisper soft, a sound             Unfollowed, unattended,         Shakes all the branches round:             They sleep and it is ended.         You sleep and I alone             Torment myself with fear         For new joys coming near             And gracious actions done.         I am afraid to-night,             We are too glad, too gay,         Our life too sweet, too bright             To last another day.

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