• A Hymn to the Evening

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    Soon as the sun forsook the eastern main

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  • The pealing thunder shook the heav'nly plain;

  • Majestic grandeur! From the zephyr's wing,

  • Exhales the incense of the blooming spring.

  • Soft purl the streams, the birds renew their notes,

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    And through the air their mingled music floats.

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  • Through all the heav'ns what beauteous dies are spread!

  • But the west glories in the deepest red:

  • So may our breasts with ev'ry virtue glow,

  • The living temples of our God below!

  • Fill'd with the praise of him who gives the light,

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    And draws the sable curtains of the night,

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  • Let placid slumbers sooth each weary mind,

  • At morn to wake more heav'nly, more refin'd;

  • So shall the labours of the day begin

  • More pure, more guarded from the snares of sin.

  • Night's leaden sceptre seals my drowsy eyes,

  • Then cease, my song, till fair Aurora rises


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