The Poetical Works of George Barlow In Ten [Eleven] Volumes |
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105
XVI. A SUNSET
I watched a sunset,—and I noted down
The cosmic river of colours as they came.
First golden splendour: then clear crimson flame:
Then one pale-blue pure sky-spot like a crown.
But the wind saw me writing with a frown
And drove new clouds across the heavens so fast
That new tints shone before I seized the last,—
Green, lemon-colour, lilac, purple-brown.
The cosmic river of colours as they came.
First golden splendour: then clear crimson flame:
Then one pale-blue pure sky-spot like a crown.
But the wind saw me writing with a frown
And drove new clouds across the heavens so fast
That new tints shone before I seized the last,—
Green, lemon-colour, lilac, purple-brown.
Half in despair I flung my “notes” aside,
And owned the cosmic spirit's superb excess.—
So, lady, having for a long year tried
Thee to describe, I feel defeat no less.
The cosmic spirit has set more beauty in thee
Even than in sunsets over windy sea.
And owned the cosmic spirit's superb excess.—
So, lady, having for a long year tried
Thee to describe, I feel defeat no less.
The cosmic spirit has set more beauty in thee
Even than in sunsets over windy sea.
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