The Vision of Prophecy and Other Poems By James D. Burns ... Second Edition |
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A THOUGHT AT EVENING. |
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XII. A THOUGHT AT EVENING.
The peaks are swathed with rosy light,—
Day's shadow lingering up the skies,—
And clouds above them, warm and bright,
Are floating, flushed with kindred dyes.
Below, the valleys lurk in gloom,—
The woods a sombre aspect wear;
But high above, that tender bloom
Along the ridge refines the air.
Day's shadow lingering up the skies,—
And clouds above them, warm and bright,
Are floating, flushed with kindred dyes.
Below, the valleys lurk in gloom,—
The woods a sombre aspect wear;
But high above, that tender bloom
Along the ridge refines the air.
At evening-time it shall be light,
Though clouds at dawn may mantle heaven,—
Though wind and rain, though mist and blight,
Across the lowering day be driven.
Stand thou unshaken in thy place,
And fix thy glance upon the sky;
At last a gleam will reach thy face,
A heavenly gleam that will not die.
Though clouds at dawn may mantle heaven,—
Though wind and rain, though mist and blight,
Across the lowering day be driven.
Stand thou unshaken in thy place,
And fix thy glance upon the sky;
At last a gleam will reach thy face,
A heavenly gleam that will not die.
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