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Like a glowworm golden, in a dell of dew,
Scattering unbeholden its aerial blue
Among the flowers read more
Like a glowworm golden, in a dell of dew,
Scattering unbeholden its aerial blue
Among the flowers and grass which screen it from the view.
Ye living lamps, by whose dear light
The nightingale does sit so late;
And studying all the read more
Ye living lamps, by whose dear light
The nightingale does sit so late;
And studying all the summer night,
Her matchless songs does meditate.
Among the crooked lanes, on every hedge,
The glow-worm lights his gem; and through the dark,
A read more
Among the crooked lanes, on every hedge,
The glow-worm lights his gem; and through the dark,
A moving radiance twinkles.
Tasteful illumination of the night,
Bright scattered, twinkling star of spangled earth.
Tasteful illumination of the night,
Bright scattered, twinkling star of spangled earth.
Ye country comets, that portend
No war not princes' funeral
Shining unto no other end
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Ye country comets, that portend
No war not princes' funeral
Shining unto no other end
Than to presage the grass's fall.
The glowworm shows the matin to be near
And gins to pale his uneffectual fire.
The glowworm shows the matin to be near
And gins to pale his uneffectual fire.
Here's a health to the glow-worm, Death's sober lamplighter.
Here's a health to the glow-worm, Death's sober lamplighter.
Glow-worms on the ground are moving,
As if in the torch-dance circling.
Glow-worms on the ground are moving,
As if in the torch-dance circling.
