Song Of The Night At Daybreak
All my stars forsake me, And the dawn-winds shake me. Where shall I betake me? Whither shall I run Till the set of sun, Till the day be done? To the mountain-mine, To the boughs o' the pine, To the blind man's eyne, To a brow that is Bowed upon the knees, Sick with memories.
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