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a november night is so beautiful

in the train

come "Come, when the pale moon like a petal Floats in the pearly dusk of spring, Come with arms outstretched to take me, Come with lips pursed up to cling. Come, for life is a frail moth flying Caught in the web of the years that pass, And soon we two, so warm and eager, Will be as the gray stones in the grass."

the look "Strephon kissed me in the spring, Robin in the fall, But Colin only looked at me And never kissed at all. Strephon's kiss was lost in jest, Robin's lost in play, But the kiss in Colin's eyes Haunts me night and day."

spring night "I, for whom all beauty burns Like incense in a million urns? O, beauty, are you not enough? Why am I crying after love?"

spring night "The park is filled with night and fog The veils are drawn about the world, The drowsy lights along the paths Are dim and pearled."