Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, AN EVENING SONG, by ROBERT LOUIS MUNGER


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AN EVENING SONG, by                    
First Line: O red. Red clouds in the westering sky
Last Line: Over to me -- to me.
Subject(s): Evening; Sunset; Twilight


O RED, red clouds in the westering sky,
That are lit with a lamp of gold,
The hours are faint, they sleep, they die,
The stars are earthward rolled;
Make bright day's burial-place, make bright,
So it crimson-canopied be --
It dies, and Fancy out of the night
Comes down -- comes down to me.

O red, red clouds with your glory gone,
That are ghostly shapes of gray,
My lady dreams by a moon-lit lawn,
Away from me -- away;
Go down -- go down from the sky, so the gleams
Of the moon shine over the sea,
And bring the thought of my lady's dreams
Over to me -- to me.





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