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EVENING MELODY.
Fresh eve, that hang'st in yon blue sky
On breeze-like pinions swaying,
And leav'st our earth reluctantly
Departing, yet delaying!
On breeze-like pinions swaying,
And leav'st our earth reluctantly
Departing, yet delaying!
Along the beach the ripples rake;
Dew-drench'd the thicket flushes;
And last year's leaves in bower and brake
Are dying 'mid their blushes.
Dew-drench'd the thicket flushes;
And last year's leaves in bower and brake
Are dying 'mid their blushes.
Is this the world we knew of yore,
Long bound in wintry whiteness
Which here consummates more and more
Its talismanic brightness?
Long bound in wintry whiteness
Which here consummates more and more
Its talismanic brightness?
To music wedded well-known lines
Let forth a hidden glory:
Thus, bathed in sunset, swells and shines
Lake, woodland, promontory.
Let forth a hidden glory:
Thus, bathed in sunset, swells and shines
Lake, woodland, promontory.
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New Edens pure from Adam's crime
Invite the just to enter;
The spheres of wrongfull Life and Time
Grow lustrous to their centre.
Invite the just to enter;
The spheres of wrongfull Life and Time
Grow lustrous to their centre.
Rejoice, glad planet! Sin and Woe,
The void, the incompleteness,
Shall cease at last; and thou shalt know
The mystery of thy greatness!
The void, the incompleteness,
Shall cease at last; and thou shalt know
The mystery of thy greatness!
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