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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNETS: 7. EVENING, by NEWMAN HOWARD Poet's Biography
First Line: O soft last hour of evening, when the gold
Last Line: On bournes unknown, and far untravelled ways.
Subject(s): Dawn; Evening; Love; Trees; Sunrise; Sunset; Twilight
First Line: O soft last hour of evening, when the gold
Last Line: On bournes unknown, and far untravelled ways.
Subject(s): Dawn; Evening; Love; Trees; Sunrise; Sunset; Twilight
O SOFT last hour of evening, when the gold
Dapples the meadows, and the timorous breeze
Toys with the lindens, where the drowsy bees
Murmur; and clouds than Love's own bosom roll'd
More whitely, sleek'd for Hesper's roses, fold
The couch whence Dawn arose; and Titan trees
Brood o'er their shadows, and athwart the leas
Glide phantom forms of love romances told:
O evening, gracious, virginal! I gaze
Into thy tender eyes, and no more pine,
But gather hope by that bright look of thine
That Love, who gave thy grace to close our days,
Shall of His bounty grant more grace to shine
On bournes unknown, and far untravelled ways.
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