Albert Laighton (Альберт Лейтон)

The Lengthening Day

The days are growing longer now;
On yonder elm-tree's topmost bough,
On the gilded cross that crowns the spire,
More slowly burns the sunset's fire;

And at my window, day by day,
I later wait to see the ray
Of the evening star in glory shine
Above yon dim and lonely pine.

1. The Necropolis
2. Ebb and Flow
3. The Birth of Light
4. On a Lock of Farragut’s Hair
5. Frost-Work

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