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LIGHTS AND SHADOWS.
��LIGHTS AND SHADOWS.
SEE ! the shadows creep Up the rocky steep, Chasing the sunset glory j And the river glows Like a ruddy rose, Telling the same old story
Of sombre night
Chasing up the light, To the list ning ripples merry;
Tis the tale I hear
With a listless ear, Crossing the Blithedale ferry.
All the sails I see
Glimmer black to me, From the keel to the pennon flying ;
Figures lined in gloom
On the sunset bloom, Shadows on shadows lying.
See ! the gulls wheel high With a stormy cry, They, like the sails, unlighted, As across I go To the shore heigh-ho !
Is it I, or the world, benighted ?
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