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TO IRMA

[See in the west the day fails!]

See in the west the day fails!
Low on the sands the waves sound.
Slow on the down the lean sails
Of the mill drift round.
See in the west is one star!
See, a day we have found fair
Is leaving the things that still are
For the things that once were.
Hold me fast by your true hand—
Turn away from the changed sea!
Our day forsakes the forlorn land,
Never forsake me.