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NOVALIS
It has grown evening around me while I was
looking into the red of morning.
NOVALIS.
Ay—even so—fixt was that ardent gaze
Upon the East—his eagle eyes broad scanned
The vault of heaven and all the outlying land,
Shadowed in rose and amber neath the rays
Born of the rising sun,—a day of days
Was dawning for him mystical and grand,
His budding hopes the morning soft breeze fanned,
The future lay enwrapped in golden haze.
A moment—and the loveliness is gone!
Faded the glamour of morning from his sight,
Faded the quivering radiance that shone
On sea and shore and clothed the hills in light.
A sombre shade of evening settled down
And in the gathering gloom he stood alone.
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