Beckett, Evening Light, Beaumaris, 1925
Softly the evening came
The sun from the western horizon
Like a magician extended his golden want o'er the landscape
Trinkling vapors arose; and sky and water and forest
Seemed all on fire at the touch, and melted and mingled together.
- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Softly the evening came
The sun from the western horizon
Like a magician extended his golden want o'er the landscape
Trinkling vapors arose; and sky and water and forest
Seemed all on fire at the touch, and melted and mingled together.
- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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