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The New Day
Oh, happy was the thought of those
Who reckoned by the setting sun
Not finished days, but days begun—
Hushed days begun with starred repose!
Who reckoned by the setting sun
Not finished days, but days begun—
Hushed days begun with starred repose!
Wise had it been that mode to keep—
To say that death, like sunset, brings
A source and not an end of things,
A new day opening with a sleep.
To say that death, like sunset, brings
A source and not an end of things,
A new day opening with a sleep.
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