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I saw it from that hidden, silent place
Where the old wood half shuts the meadow in
It shone through all the sunset's glories
At first, but with a slowly brightening face

Night came, and that lone beacon, amber-hued
Beat on my sight as never it did of old;
The evening star - but grown a thousandfold
More haunting in this hush and solitude

It traced strange pictures on the quivering air
Half-memories that had always filled my eyes...

Bast towers and gardens; curious seas and skies
Of some dim life - I never could tell where

But now I knew that through the cosmic dome
Those rays were calling from my far, lost home...

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