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VESPERAL
I know the night is near at hand.
The mists lie low on hill and bay,
The autumn sheaves are dewless, dry;
But I have had the day.
The mists lie low on hill and bay,
The autumn sheaves are dewless, dry;
But I have had the day.
Yes, I have had, dear Lord, the day;
When at Thy call I have the night,
Brief be the twilight as I pass
From light to dark, from dark to light.
When at Thy call I have the night,
Brief be the twilight as I pass
From light to dark, from dark to light.
October 1899.
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