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The cricket in the rose-bush hedge

Sings by the vine-entangled gate;

The slim moon slants a timid edge

Of pearl through one low cloud of slate;

Around dark door and window-ledge

Like dreams the shadows wait.

And through the summer dusk she goes,

On her white breast a crimson rose.