Love itself shall slumber on.

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WHEN STARS ARE IN THE QUIET SKIES.

By Bulwer Lytton (1803–1873).

When stars are in the quiet skies,

Then most I pine for thee;

Bend on me then thy tender eyes,

As stars look on the sea!

For thoughts, like waves that glide by night,

Are stillest when they shine;