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THE TEMPLE IN THE TWILIGHT, by                    
First Line: The lyric of the timid thrush
Last Line: After the evening song.
Subject(s): Evening; Sunset; Twilight


The lyric of the timid thrush
That fills the star-gemmed arc
A hymn is, after which the hush
Of dusk, and then the dark.

The fragrant garden blossoms bright,
That waver to and fro,
Are censers from which, through the night,
The winds sweet incense blow.

The moon, the sister of the sun,
Who lifts a face so pale
In worship, is a patient nun,
Half hidden in her veil.

And I -- a wanderer am I,
Who, turning from my way,
Have entered in this Temple by
The bright door of the day.

Alone and free of every care,
I linger here, and long
May lips move in sweet words of prayer
After the evening song.





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