Later poems by John B. Tabb | ||
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FINIS
O to be with thee sinking to thy rest,Thy journey done;
The world thou leavest blessing thee and blest,
O setting sun;
The clouds, that ne'er the morning joys forget,
Again aglow,
And leaf and flower with tears of twilight wet
To see thee go.
Later poems by John B. Tabb | ||