Poems (White)/Night Is Coming
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NIGHT IS COMING
Night is coming, day is going;
In the east the sky is gray;
In the west, the sky is showing,
Fuller flushed, a crimson ray.
In the east the sky is gray;
In the west, the sky is showing,
Fuller flushed, a crimson ray.
Life is coming, age is going,
Leaving clad in silent gray,
While the joys of youth are showing,
Golden locks, or red streaks, gay.
Leaving clad in silent gray,
While the joys of youth are showing,
Golden locks, or red streaks, gay.
Soon the night will softly cover
Over all her mourning cloak,
Causing those who live to hover
Still beneath the deepening smoke.
Over all her mourning cloak,
Causing those who live to hover
Still beneath the deepening smoke.
Youth is going, age is coming,
Surely to us every one.
See! the youth's last flush all glowing,
Spreading like the setting sun.
Surely to us every one.
See! the youth's last flush all glowing,
Spreading like the setting sun.