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They glide upon their endless way,

For ever calm, for ever bright;

No blind hurry, no delay,

Mark the Daughters of the Night:

They follow in the track of Day,

In divine delight.

Shine on, sweet orbed Souls for aye,

For ever calm, for ever bright:

We ask not whither lies your way,

Nor whence ye came, nor what your light.

Be—still a dream throughout the day,

A blessing through the night.

B. Cornwall