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I sit at my cottage window, / In the light of the sun's last rays, / And the hill-tops glow with splendor, / And the west is all ablaze. / My room is flooded with glory, / My soul, with a wild delight, / And my heart is filled with poems, / That I can not speak, or write.
O, darker, and deeper, and grander, / The glory flames on high, / And I trace the walls of a city. / In that beautiful western sky: / A city all gold and crimson -- / All purple and amber red; / And the streets are paved with crystal, / Where the feet of angels tread.