Richard Watson Gilder (Ричард Уотсон Гилдер)
The New Day. Part 3. 24. “A Night of Stars and Dreams”
A night of stars and dreams, of dreams and sleep;
A waking into another empty day—
But not unlovely all, for then I say:
"To-morrow!" Through the hours this light doth creep
Higher in the heavens, as down the heavenly steep
Sinks the slow sun. Another evening gray,
Made glorious by the morn that comes that way;
Another night, and then To-day doth leap
Upon the world! O, quick the hours do fly,
Of that new day which brings the moment when
We meet at last! Swift up the shaking sky
Rushes the sun from out its dismal den;
And then the wisht for time doth yearn more nigh;
A white robe glimmering in the dark—and then!
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