The Bijou;
or Annual of Literature and the Arts
compiled by William Fraser
London: William Pickering,
1828
| [Page 191] |  |
| COME night, and spread thy shadowy veil | 1 |
| Across the still too glorious sky! | 2 |
| Come night, dark, silent, misty, pale, — | 3 |
| As best befits a lover's sigh! | 4 |
| Suspend the course of yonder rill | 5 |
| That murmurs o'er the mossy ground; | 6 |
| My Julia comes — be still! be still! | 7 |
| For love will fly the lightest sound. | 8 |
| Come night, and wrap in heaviest sleep | 9 |
| The guardian harsh who caused me to woe, | 10 |
| His senses in sweet visions steep, | 11 |
| And laughing lies around him throw! | 12 |
| Oh! be he cradled in such dreams | 13 |
| As poets view with waking eyes! | 14 |
| Prolong the soul enchanting themes, | 15 |
| And charm the doubt that never dies! | 16 |
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| Come night! — For see across the green, | 17 |
| Hies with quick step the timid maid — | 18 |
| Hush the soft breeze that lulled the scene, | 19 |
| And bid the silvery moon- beam fade! | 20 |
| For she, that timorous maid, would start | 21 |
| E'en at thy stars' mild lustre, night! | 22 |
| List trembling to her beating heart, | 23 |
| And fly the glow- worm's emerald light. | 24 |
from The Bijou, 1828, pp. 191-192 |
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