Thursday, January 1, 2004

A Sunset At Les Eboulements Comments

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Broad shadows fall. On all the mountain side
The scythe-swept fields are silent. Slowly home
By the long beach the high-piled hay-carts come,
Splashing the pale salt shallows. Over wide
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Archibald Lampman
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M Asim Nehal 14 September 2018

Nice poem, I liked it The sun's last shaft beyond the gray sea-floor Still dreams upon the Kamouraska shore, And the long line of golden villages.

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Archibald Lampman

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