blest are the fairy hour, the twilight shadeof ev'ning wand'ring thro her woodlands dear;sweet the still sound that steals along the glade;'tis fancy wafts it, and her vot'ries hear.
a dream and spring in the yard
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"let the beauty we love be what we do" rumi
blest are the fairy hour, the twilight shadeof ev'ning wand'ring thro her woodlands dear;sweet the still sound that steals along the glade;'tis fancy wafts it, and her vot'ries hear.
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