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The Evening of the Holiday

The night is soft and bright and without wind,
and the moon hangs still above the roofs
and kitchen gardens, showing every mountain
clear in the distance. O my lady,
every lane is quiet now, and night lights
glow in the windows only here and there.
You sleep, for sleep came easily to you
in your still room. No worry troubles you,
nor can you imagine
what a wound you opened in my heart.
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