Hesperus Poem by Cicely Fox Smith

Across the plain the daylight dies,
Where in red pomp the sun went down:
A lone star climbs the darkening skies
Above the smoke of town.

Where flapping home by twos and threes,
The clamorous rooks return again,
There shines amid the leafless trees
Red sunset on the pane.

A cool west wind blows fresh and free
Across the glittering plain afar,
And like a lamp burns steadily
One lone and lovely star.

O diadem of lights that gleam
The wide land o'er, beyond my ken!
O lone star brooding like a dream
Above the homes of men!