Poems (Henley)/A wink from Hesper

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A wink from Hesper, falling Fast in the wintry sky,Comes through the even blue,Dear, like a word from you . . . Is it good-bye?
Across the miles between us I send you sigh for sigh.Good-night, sweet friend, good-night:Till life and all take flight, Never good-bye.
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