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There Is An Evening Twilight Of The Heart, When Its Wild Passion-waves Are Lulled To Rest.
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There is an evening twilight of the heart,
When its wild passion-waves are lulled to rest.
-- Fitz-Greene Halleck (1790-1867)
-- Twilight
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