Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE TWILIGHT HOUR, by MARIA JAMES


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THE TWILIGHT HOUR, by                    
First Line: The hues of parting day
Last Line: Are lost in one eternal day.


THE hues of parting day
Are fading in the west,
And now the twilight gray
Invites the swain to rest;
A welcome pause, a moment given
To lift the thoughts from earth to heaven.

Now memory wakes the grief,
The joys long, long gone by;
Nor heeds the rustling leaf
The breeze's gentle sigh:
Dreams of the past, that come with power
To haunt us at the twilight hour.

Rise, grov'ler! stay no more,
But stretch thy feeble wings,
And strive by faith to soar
Above terrestrial things;
Where morn, and noon, and twilight gray,
Are lost in one eternal day.





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