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1836–1902

BUGLE SONG

Bret Harte

Fades the light, And afar Goeth day, cometh night; And a star

Leadeth all, Speedeth all To their rest! Love, good-night!

Must thou go When the day And the light Need thee so,—

Needeth all, Heedeth all, That is best?

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