Eleanor Farjeon (Элинор Фарджон)

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The night will never stay,
The night will still go by,
Though with a million stars
You pin it to the sky;
Though you bind it with the blowing
    wind
And buckle it with the moon,
The night will slip away
Like sorrow or a tune.

1. Sonnets. 12. I hear love answer: Since within the mesh
2. Three Miles to Penn
3. Sonnets. 4. Wilt thou put seals on love because men say
4. Six Green Singers
5. Myfanwy Among the Leaves

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