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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! . . .
Índice Geral das Seções Índice da Seção Atual Índice da Obra Atual Anterior: 5. Três Entardeceres Seguinte: 7. Morte de Santo Estevão