Poems (Jordan)/The Sunset
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THE SUNSET
Red, blue and purple tangled in with gold;'Tis thus in colors the Day's life is told,As't nears its close, 'ere Twilight's dusky barsAre nailed in place by Night's close-driven stars.
The crimson tells its tale—without my word—Of bleeding hearts whose moans the Day has heard;The blue, of Hope, which from Grief's font, doth riseIn more transplendent life toward the skies.
The purple, Earth's ambitious ones bespeaks,As't proudly wraps from sight the mountain-peaksIts tint has softly touched, and yet ascendsTill all the gathered glory with it blends!
Then—o'er a grand color-confusion—spreadsA golden glow which mantles them, and sheds(As gauzy garment only hides to show!)Their mingled brightness on the Earth below!