Ella Wheeler Wilcox

(5 November 1850 - 30 October 1919 / Johnstown Center / Rock County / Wisconsin)

Sunset - Poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

I saw the day lean o'er the world's sharp edge

And peer into night's chasm, dark and damp;

High in his hand he held a blazing lamp,

Then dropped it and plunged headlong down the ledge.

With lurid splendor that swift paled to gray,

I saw the dim skies suddenly flush bright.

'Twas but the expiring glory of the light

Flung from the hand of the adventurous day.

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  • Gold Star - 36,928 Points * Sunprincess * (10/23/2015 4:32:00 PM)

    .....mesmerizing and vividly picturesque...very nice ★ (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 2, 2010

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