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Lo, now, the journeying sun, / Another day's march done, / Kindles his campfire at the edge of night! / And in the twilight pale / Above his crimson trail, / The stars move out their cordons still and bright.
Now in the darkening hush / A solitary thrush / Sings on in silvery rapture to the deep; / While brooding on her best, / The wandering soul has rest, / And earth receives her sacred gift of sleep.