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EVENING SONG: 3 by JOHN VANCE CHENEY

First Line: NOW IS LIGHT, SWEET MOTHER, DOWN THE WEST
Last Line: LEAVING BEHIND LOW, RIPPLING LAUGHTER.
Now is Light, sweet mother, down the west,
With little Song against her breast;
She took him up, all tired with play,
And fondly bore him far away.

While he sleeps, one wanders in his stead,
A fainter glory round her head;
She follows happy waters after,
Leaving behind low, rippling laughter.



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