Dear Night this world's defeat The stop to busy fools care's check and curb The day of spirits my soul's calm retreat Which none disturb Christ's progress, and His prayer-time The hours to which high Heaven cloth chime.
Dear Night this world's defeat The stop to busy fools care's check and curb The day of spirits my soul's calm retreat Which none disturb Christ's progress, and His prayer-time The hours to which high Heaven cloth chime.
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