| 1 | She sent the gentle sleep from Heaven. | |
| 2 | Whether felt directly to its sound sleep breath and the palpitation? | |
| 3 | All the sleeping shelling wake up - primrose, baby iris, blue phlox. | |
| 4 | Not a leaf stirred; not a sound obtruded upon great Nature's meditation. | |
| 5 | The lone night lies along your path, the dawn sleeps behind the shadowy hills. |
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