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...daylight Comes when the night is done, And the crimson streak on ocean's cheek Grows into the great sun ;' Noiselessly as the spring-time Her crown of verdure weaves, And all the trees on all (he hills Open their thousand leaves : So, without sound of music, Or voice of them that wept, Silently...

...daylight Comes back when night is done, And the crimson streak on ocean's cheek Grows into the great sun. Noiselessly as the spring-time Her crown of verdure weaves, And all the trees on all the bills Open their thousand leaves; So without sound of music, Or voice of them that wept, Silently down...

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