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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