But the day is spent;
And stars are kindling in the firmament,
To us how silent--though like ours, perchance,
Busy and full of life and circumstance.
Poems... A new edition (ed. 1827)
But the day is spent;
And stars are kindling in the firmament,
To us how silent--though like ours, perchance,
Busy and full of life and circumstance.
Poems... A new edition (ed. 1827)