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To-night I watch the sun go down, / Blood-red it sinks behind the hills. / The deep low-lying valleys brown, / The wheat fields, and the daisied down, / The bright, mist-shrouded radiance fills.
Across the surface of the pond / The small trees throw their dark shadows: / Whilst in the outlying wood beyond / The deeper darkness broods and grows.
The day is no awakener / To greater beauty, than day's wane. / The little leaves that move and stir / Make noise as of the sound of rain.
The very air is gone to rest, / And long and black the shadows lie, / As over all the crimson west / The darkness follows up the sky.
Good-night! -- until the sun shall send / Along the east a shining mark! / In answer to my greeting, Friend, / You seem to call across the dark.