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Beauty, midnight, vision dies;

Let the winds of dawn that blow

Softly round your dreaming heda

Such a day of welcome show

Eye and knocking heart may bless,

Find our mortal world enough;

Noons of dryness find you fed

By the involuntary powers,

Nights of insult let you pass

Watched by every human love.

 

Fragmento de Lullaby de W. H. Auden

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Taken on February 16, 2012