He stood beside a cottage lone 
And listened to a lute, 
One summer's eve, when the breeze was gone, 
And the nightingale was mute. (Thomas Kibble Hervey)

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

Thomas Kibble Hervey

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