Friday, January 3, 2003

At The Mid Hour Of Night Comments

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At the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly
To the lone vale we loved, when life shone warm in thine eye;
And I think oft, if spirits can steal from the regions of air,
To revisit past scenes of delight, thou wilt come to me there,
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Thomas Moore
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Susan Williams 03 March 2016

Oh, this was so romantically lovely- we women respond to these kind of sentiments by getting all goo-goo eyed but ohhhhhhhhhhh, how lovely are these words and sentiments

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M Asim Nehal 03 March 2016

WOw Kingdom of souls........

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