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6.

 

PENSAMENTOS DO ENTARDECER

 

            SLOWLY the sun sinks down behind the hill,

            And the light clouds, all red with evening’s glow,

            Hang round his head, unwilling to depart;

            Like children, pressing to their father’s arms,

            To beg a smile and kiss, and hear him say

            “Good-bye,” a thousand times before he starts

            Upon some distant journey.

                                                           O, were we,

            FATHER in heaven! as eager for Thy smile,

            As they for his, who cannot love so well;

            Or did we linger half so near to Thee,

            Like yonder clouds our waiting souls would catch

            Some of Thy brightness, and in their full depths,

            Reflect Thy glorious Image! . . .

 

 

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