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Deep in the West a berry-coloured bar / Of sunset gleams; against which one tall fir / Is outlined dark; above which -- courier / Of dew and dreams -- burns dusk's appointed star. / And flash on flash, as when the elves wage war / In Goblinland, the fireflies bombard / The stillness; and, like spirits, o'er the sward / The glimmering winds bring fragrance from afar. / And now withdrawn into the hill-wood belts / A whippoorwill; while, with attendant states / Of purple and silver, slow the great moon melts / Into the night -- to show me where "she" waits, -- / Like some slim moonbeam, -- by the old beech-tree, / Who keeps her lips, fresh as a flower, for me.