Evening, Near The Sea By Edward Dowden

Evening, Near The Sea By Edward Dowden Light ebbs from off the Earth; the fields are strange, Dark, trackless, tenantless; now the mute sky Resigns itself to Night and Memory, And no wind will yon sunken clouds derange, No glory enrapture them; from cot or grange The rare voice ceases; one long-breathed sigh, And steeped […]