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A blanket low and leaden, / Though rent across the west, / Whose darkness seems to deaden / The brightest and the best; / A sunset white and staring / On cloud-wrecks far away -- / And haggard house-walls glaring / A farewell to the day.
A light on tower and steeple, / Where sun no longer shines -- / My people, Oh my people! / Rise up and read the signs! / Low looms the nearer high-line / (No sign of star or moon), / The horseman on the skyline / Rode hard this afternoon!