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Ella Wheeler Wilcox - Sunset
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I saw the day lean o`er the world`s sharp edge

And peer into night`s chasm, dark and damp;

High in his hand he held a blazing lamp,

Then dropped it and plunged headlong down the ledge.

With lurid splendor that swift paled to gray,

I saw the dim skies suddenly flush bright.

`Twas but the expiring glory of the light

Flung from the hand of the adventurous day.
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