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;