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Thomas Kibble Hervey

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He stood beside a cottage lone
And listened to a lute,
One summerís eve, when the breeze was gone,
And the nightingale was mute.

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Death continued to stare at the emperor with his cold, hollow eyes, and the room was fearfully still. Suddenly there came through the open window the sound of sweet music. Outside, on the bough of a tree, sat the living nightingale. She had heard of the emperor's illness, and was therefore come to sing to him of hope and trust. And as she sung, the shadows grew paler and paler; the blood in the emperor's veins flowed more rapidly, and gave life to his weak limbs; and even Death himself listened, and said, "Go on, little nightingale, go on."

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My Soul gave me good counsel, teaching me that the lamp which I carry does not belong to me, and the song that I sing was not generated from within me. Even if I walk with light, I am not the light; and if I am a taut-stringed lute, I am not the lute player.

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It is a night of summer,--and the sea
Sleeps, like a child, in mute tranquillity.

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It was a summer evening,
Old Kaspar's work was done,
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