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Lucy Maud Montgomery - Down HomeLucy Maud Montgomery - Down Home
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Down home to-night the moonshine falls  Across a hill with daisies pied, The pear tree by the garden gate  Beckons with white arms like a bride. A savor as of trampled fern  Along the whispering meadow stirs, And, beacon of immortal love,  A light is shining through the firs. To my old gable window creeps  The night wind with a sigh and song, And, weaving ancient sorceries,  Thereto the gleeful moonbeams throng Beside the open kitchen door  My mother stands all lovingly, And o`er the pathways of the dark  She sends a yearning thought to me. It seeks and finds my answering heart  Which shall no more be peace-possessed Until I reach her empty arms  And lay my head upon her breast.
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