O how sweet I cannot tell
With thee at that hour to dwell
Peace & silence sits wi thee
& peace alone is heaven to me
While the moonlights infant hour
Faint gins creep to gild the bower
& the wattld hedge gleams round
Its diamond shadows oer the ground
O thou soothing solitude
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