Stand Still, Sweet Night
You were already lovely at morning
And at midday, sweet maid.
Yet you are the cutest and most beautiful
Right now, at evening time.
Your sun golden hair wears
A wreathe of moonbeams,
And wraps you in a white veil
Of glamorous mist.
Wreath and veil, dear girl,
Those are cute bridal garments,
Fog and moonlight, even more magical,
Stand still, sweet night!
-Mia Holm 1900
translation by Joe Bandel
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