Luyện nghe bài hát Hymn to the Night

I herd the trailing garments of the
through her marble halls;
I saw her sable skirts all with light
from the walls

I felt her by its spell of might,
o'er me from above, from above
the calm the majestic of the night
as of the one I

I heard the of sorrow and delight,
the manifold soft
that fill the haunted of the night
like old poet's rhymes

I felt her presence by its of might
stoop o'er me above
tha calm, the majestic presence of the
as of the one I
I felt her presence by its of might
I heard the of sorrow and delight

The welcome the thrice for the most fair
the best night
peace, Orestes like I this prayer
descend with broad-winged

I felt her presence by its of night
I heard the of sorrow and delight