Poems (Baldwyn)/Lines (Why do I love the evening star)
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LINES.
Why do I love the evening star, That shines in loneliness afar? Why do I love the wild-wood flower, And the pensive gloom of the twilight hour? Why do I love the soothing song Heard in the breeze as it sighs along?—Th' unvaried rush of the woodland stream, Sweet, yet confused, like a happy dream? Why do I love the roseate light That decks the sky at evening's close? Why do I love the clear moonlight,— The dew that glistens on the rose? Why love I all things bright and fair? Because our God is everywhere.