The night has thousand eyes, and the say but one;
Yet the light of the bright world dies,with the dying sun.
The mind has a thousand eyes, and the heart but one;
Yet the light of a whole life dies, when love is done.
Yet the light of the bright world dies,with the dying sun.
The mind has a thousand eyes, and the heart but one;
Yet the light of a whole life dies, when love is done.
by Francis W. Bourdillon
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