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James Henry Leigh Hunt - A Night-Rain In Summer
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Open the window, and let the air 
Freshly blow upon face and hair, 
And fill the room, as it fills the night, 
With the breath of the rain`s sweet might. 
Hark! the burthen, swift and prone! 
And how the odorous limes are blown! 
Stormy Love`s abroad, and keeps 
Hopeful coil for gentle sleeps. 

Not a blink shall burn to-night 
In my chamber, of sordid light; 
Nought will I have, not a window-pane, 
`Twixt me and the air and the great good rain, 
Which ever shall sing me sharp lullabies; 
And God`s own darkness shall close mine eyes; 
And I will sleep, with all things blest, 
In the pure earth-shadow of natural rest.
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