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Saturday, December 31, 2016

The Woods that Bring the Sunset

The Woods That Bring The Sunset Near

The wind from out the west is blowing.
The homeward-wandering cows are lowing;
Dark grow the pine-woods, dark and drear--
The woods that bring the sunset near.
When o'er wide seas the sun declines,
Far off its fading glory shines,--
Far off, sublime, and full of fear,--
The pine-woods bring the sunset near.
This house that looks to east, to west,
This, dear one, is our home, our rest;
Yonder the stormy sea, and here
The woods that bring the sunset near.
By Richard Watson Gilder (1844-1909)

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