  I watched the sun one summer eve Sink slowly in the west, And the quiet sea and fleecy clouds In rosy robes were dressed. I saw the evening glide away, Yet still the sea and sky, As faint the star-zoned twilight grew, Were full of majesty. And as, upon the breezy hill, I turned to sky and sea, Methought that nature spake and bade My spirit guileless be, That, as the deepening shades of age Close round me, like the night, The memory of my past might still Life’s evening gild with light. |
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