| FAR up the dim twilight fluttered | |
| Moth-wings of vapour and flame: | |
| The lights danced over the mountains, | |
| Star after star they came. | |
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| The lights grew thicker unheeded, | 5 |
| For silent and still were we; | |
| Our hearts were drunk with a beauty | |
| Our eyes could never see. | |