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Beneath a shady tree I sat
Through which with wondrous lustre gleamed
The rays of the departing sun
Which in its golden glory beamed

2

Among the shady verdant boughs
Ting[e]ing with crimson light
The beauteous emerald foliage
Now like the ruby bright.

3

All still & peaceful was the scene
And silence reigned around
Save the music of a murmuring stream
Which with its gentle sound

4

Filled the shady valley where I sat
With a low melodious tone
In concert with the nightingale
And zephyrs gentle moan

5

At length the robe of twilight spread
O'er all the dark'ning earth
And still & peaceful were the sounds
Of sorrow & of mirth

6

And silently the little stars
Looked from the azure sky
While Orions golden belt
Shone gloriously on high
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