[from Collected Works, T.E.Brown]


LOOK at me, sun, ere thou set
In the far sea ;
From the gold and the rose and the jet
Look full at me !

Leave on my brow a trace
Of tenderest light ;
Kiss me upon the face,
Kiss for good-night.


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