Caroling Dusk/Nocturne
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For works with similar titles, see Nocturne.
NOCTURNE
Softly blow lightlyO twilight breezeScarcely bend slightlyO silver trees:
Night glides slowly down hill . . down streamBringing a myriad star-twinkling dream. . . . .Softly blow lightlyO twilight breezeScarcely bend slightlyO silver trees:Night will spill sleep in your day weary eyeWhile a soft yellow moon steals down the sky. . . .Softly blowScarcely bendSo . . . . !Lullaby. . . . . . . .