White Night
While the incurious stars burnt on —
And Night as weary caravans the hours led,
I asked of God, in dreams your soul to keep
Till morning wake you glad — then comforted
I fell asleep,
While the incurious stars burnt on.
And Night as weary caravans the hours led,
I asked of God, in dreams your soul to keep
Till morning wake you glad — then comforted
I fell asleep,
While the incurious stars burnt on.
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