Night They Say With Its Black Hides
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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Night they say with its black hides
Most roaring tempests hideous seas and crags
That front the hailing wind around their juts
And trees the wind entwines aloud with frost:
Though tempests roar and seas tear themselves
Yet the dark mantle hides and paints a calm
With artist hand the better to hoodwink
The fears of our hearts and races pale:
Yet even night to hoodwink and full cover
My frenzied breath and my full throbbing heart
And my hoar lover’s fate, fails.
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