Oh darkness, let it be night;
Let it be still and quiet
And comfort my eerie spite!
Oh dullness, why won't you pass;
I'd dig you a grave,
But you'd dull the grass!
Oh spite, you fit me right;
But how I'd like to waiver you sheit!
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