Lines Written At Farley Poem by Samuel Bamford
Lines Written At Farley
It was the dusk of as fine an evening as ever closed.
The ten thousand pines that crowded in dark array
from the brook to the hill-top were motionless; the
mist came like a smoke from the valleys, and....
The broad red sun went deeply down,
And night came up amain,
As if the world's wide day were lost,
Ne'er to return again.
Monday, September 20, 2010
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