
The stars have shone
The night is come
All birds are gone
To their own home! 1
The dark thick veil
Of the blind gloom
So tossed by the gale
Yet larger to loom 2
The brook let peals
The jovial strain
That gently steals
My secret pain! 3

The shore is crying
It’s fierce to all
The breeze is singing
On the flowers pale! 4
Oh! How long now
I am yet to wait
If commest thou
Either soon or late! 5

Then all is well
And I am blest
If not then, I tell
In grave, I'll rest! 6
The night is come
All birds are gone
To their own home! 1
The dark thick veil
Of the blind gloom
So tossed by the gale
Yet larger to loom 2
The brook let peals
The jovial strain
That gently steals
My secret pain! 3

The shore is crying
It’s fierce to all
The breeze is singing
On the flowers pale! 4
Oh! How long now
I am yet to wait
If commest thou
Either soon or late! 5

Then all is well
And I am blest
If not then, I tell
In grave, I'll rest! 6
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