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Fair is the sun when first he flames above, / Flinging his joy down in a happy beam; / And happy he who can salute with love / The sunset far more glorious than a dream.
Flower, stream, and furrow! -- I have seen them all / In the sun's eye swoon like one trembling heart -- / Though it be late let us with speed depart / To catch at least one last ray ere it fall!
But I pursue the fading god in vain, / For conquering Night makes firm her dark domain, / Mist and gloom fall, and terrors glide between,
And graveyard odours in the shadow swim, / And my faint footsteps on the marsh's rim, / Bruise the cold snail and crawling toad unseen.