SUNSET
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Come watch with me the shaft of fire that glows
In yonder West: the fair, frail palaces,
The fading Alps and archipelagoes,
And great cloud-continents of sunset-sets.—T. B. ALDRICH, Sonnet
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Oft did I wonder why the setting sun
Should look upon us with a blushing face:
Is't not for shame of what he hath seen done,
Whilst in our hemisphere he ran his race?—LYMAN HEATH, On the Setting Sun
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Down sank the great red sun, and in golden, glimmering vapors
Veiled the light of his face, like the
Prophet descending from Sinai.—LONGFELLOW, Evangeline
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The setting sun, and music at the close,
As the last taste of sweets, is sweetest last.—SHAKESPEARE, Richard II
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When the sun sets, who cloth not look for night?—SHAKESPEARE, Richard III
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The sun was down,
And all the west was paved with sullen fire.
I cried, "Behold! the barren beach of hell
At ebb of tide."—ALEXANDER SMITH, A Life Drama
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