liddell tales

He saw her once, and in the glance

A moment's glance of meeting eyes,

His heart stood still in sudden trance

He trembled with a sweet surprise-

All in the waning light she stood

The star of perfect womanhood

That summer eve his heart was light

With lighter step he trod the ground

And life was fairer in his sight

And music was in every sound

He blessed the world where there could be

So beautiful a thing as she

There once again, as evening fell

And stars were peering overhead,

Two lovers met to bid farewell:

The western sun gleamed faint and red

Lost in a drift of purple cloud

That wrapped him like a funeral shroud

Long time the memory of that night-

The hand that clasped, the lips that kissed,

The form that faded from his sight

Slow sinking through the tearful mist -

In dreamy music seemed to roll

Through the dark chambers of his soul.

from "The Three Sunsets", Lewis Carroll

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