Thomas Cole's poetry the collected poems of America's foremost painter of the Hudson River School reflecting his feelings for nature and the romantic spirit of the Nineteenth Century |
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Evening
See the sun all gold and red
Leaves the blue and open sky
Sinking to his glorious bed
Far beyond the mountains high.
Leaves the blue and open sky
Sinking to his glorious bed
Far beyond the mountains high.
He has travelled all the day
Over land and over sea
Cheering with his pleasant ray
All the living things that be.
Over land and over sea
Cheering with his pleasant ray
All the living things that be.
He the paths of men has lighted
And the forests and the flowers
Which without his beams were blighted
By the long long darksome hours.
And the forests and the flowers
Which without his beams were blighted
By the long long darksome hours.
Now the lofty mountain hides
Half the bright face of the sun
Downward and downward yet he glides—
Now his daily journey's done.
Half the bright face of the sun
Downward and downward yet he glides—
Now his daily journey's done.
But to-morrow in the sky
When the dewy morn shall come
We shall see his shining eye
Light again our pleasant home.
When the dewy morn shall come
We shall see his shining eye
Light again our pleasant home.
Little children should take warning
By the ever faithful sun
Praise God who made the Sun, Night and Morning
As their daily course is run.
By the ever faithful sun
Praise God who made the Sun, Night and Morning
As their daily course is run.
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