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ef I hed ye out upon the parairas , wud n't I ! Wagh ! '' To-morrow , and to-morrow , and to-morrow -- a demi-lune of love , whose every hour was consecrated to its god . At earliest dawn , by the rosy rays of Aurora ; at golden noon , shadowed under sweet acacias ; in the gleam of the purple twilight ; ` neath the silvery light of the moon . That both laid our hearts upon his altar , and willing knelt before the shrine , witness ye bright birds and perfumed flowers ! -- ye green myrtles and mimosas ! -- witness ye blue skies of Anahuac !