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Poems.
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THE DAY'S DECLINE.
I looked to the west,
And the glorious sun
Went calmly to rest,
For his journey was done.
Not a cloud was seen
Tn the deep blue sky,
As twilight serene
Spread its mantle on high.

Bright Luna arose
From her pearly bed,
As the day's last close
Around was spread.
The evening star
Appeared with its train,
In those realms afar,
At twilight's wane.

No sound was heard,
Save a rustling breeze,
That lonely stirred
Through the bending trees;
And the bird's last lay,
As they warbled so sweet,