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Up this green woodland-ride let’s softly rove,
And list the nightingale - she dwells just here
Hush
let the wood-gate softly clap, for

The cypress stood up like a
That night we felt our love would hold,
And saintly moonlight seemed to
And wash the whole world clean as gold;