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Song of Night in Yosemite Valley
Alas, the sun has fled in saddest woe!—O mortal, breathe thy silent prayer unto mighty Yosemite for mirth!
Behold, the light of day leaves the white mansion to the care of dolorous night!—
The genii of the Valley fly from the roar of a thousand lions to the sacred peace above—
Lo, an unknown jeweler decks the black, velvety heaven with treasure-stars—
Yea, the Mother-Goddess, mantling the earth with the night, forbids Yosemite disturb her baby-angel's dream in the heaven!
Hark! the night disconcord of the eternal falling of waters sounding discontent throughout the earth—
Behold, the light of day leaves the white mansion to the care of dolorous night!—
The genii of the Valley fly from the roar of a thousand lions to the sacred peace above—
Lo, an unknown jeweler decks the black, velvety heaven with treasure-stars—
Yea, the Mother-Goddess, mantling the earth with the night, forbids Yosemite disturb her baby-angel's dream in the heaven!
Hark! the night disconcord of the eternal falling of waters sounding discontent throughout the earth—
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