THE EYES OF NIGHT.
Reading edition
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BY MISS MARY SPENCER.
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Night has eyes—sparkling eyes!
Some soft, some bright;
The flashing fire ne’er dies
From eyes of night.
Night has many wooers
To watch her eyes,
To love her silent hours
And mellow skies.
Night has a witching spell
To bind the heart;
Its silent glances quell
And awe impart.
A perfumed breath has Night:
It wafts the sighs
Of flowers young and bright
Around the skies.
Night has a breathing tone
Like distant swell
Of softest music, thrown
From fairy’s knell.
Oh! how I love the Night!
Its sparkling eyes—
Its softened shadowy light—
Its melodies.