 | The poetical works of Henry Alford |  |
XV. SUNSET AT BURTON PYNSENT, SOMERSET.
How bare and bright thou sinkest to thy restOver the burnished line of the Severn sea:
While somewhat of thy power thou buriest
In ruddy mists, that we may look on thee.
And while we stand and wonder, we may see
Far mountain-tops in visible glory drest,
Where 'twixt yon purple hills the sight is free
To search the regions of the dim north-west,
But shadowy bars have crossed thee: suddenly
Thou'rt fallen among strange clouds;—yet not the less
Thy presence know we by the radiancy
That doth thy shroud with golden fringes dress;
Even as hidden love to faithful eye
Brightens the edges of obscure distress.
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