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AN EVENING LANDSCAPE.
The sun has set, and shades of evening close,
And all around there reigns profound repose;
And not a sound is heard, save when the breeze
In fitful gusts comes rustling through the trees;
And with its facile force their branches sways,
Like spectres moving in the moon's faint rays.
And all around there reigns profound repose;
And not a sound is heard, save when the breeze
In fitful gusts comes rustling through the trees;
And with its facile force their branches sways,
Like spectres moving in the moon's faint rays.
Ah, little change the face of nature knows,
Compared with life's oft-changing joys and woes,
And while poor, puny man departs as fast
As smoke is scattered by the wintry blast;
Its aspect will continue as of yore,
Till God decrees that Time shall be no more.
Compared with life's oft-changing joys and woes,
And while poor, puny man departs as fast
As smoke is scattered by the wintry blast;
Its aspect will continue as of yore,
Till God decrees that Time shall be no more.
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