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Softly the first step of twilight

Falls on the darkening dial,

One by one kindle the lights

In Mitylene.

Noises are hushed in the courtyard, 5

The busy day is departing,

Children are called from their games—

Herds from their grazing.

And from the deep-shadowed angles

Comes the soft murmur of lovers, 10

Then through the quiet of dusk

Bright sudden laughter.

From the hushed street, through the portal,

Where soon my lover will enter,

Comes the pure strain of a flute 15

Tender with passion.