Poem by Arlo Bates

Serenade

While stars above thee glow
And the red moon sinks low
Into the dusky sea,
Night visions come and go
Dearest in dreaming so.
Dream'st thou who loveth thee.
Dearest in dreaming so.
Dream'st thou who loveth thee.
Deep longing fills his breast
Knows he no sleep nor rest
Severed as now from thee.
Fairest one loved the best
Were the sweet truth confessed.
Dream'st thou who loveth thee
Dream'st thou who loveth thee
Were the sweet truth confessed
Dream'st thou who loveth thee.

Weirdly the nightbird sings
Sailing on silent wings
Over the dewy lea,
Her note a rapture brings
Sweetest with heavenly things.
Dreamst thou who loveth thee.
Sweetest with heavenly things.
Dream'st thou who loveth thee.
Deep longing fills his breast
Knows he no sleep nor rest
Severed as now from thee.
Fairest one loved the best
Were the sweet truth confessed.
Dream'st thou who loveth thee
Dream'st thou who loveth thee
Were the sweet truth confessed
Dream'st thou who loveth thee.

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2. When Allah Spoke
3. The Watchers
4. America

Henry Timrod Serenade ("Hide, happy damask, from the stars")

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