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HESPER . I am weary and sick with dreams , White Son of the Waking Morn ! For since the sun set in these western streams I have slept in the midst of my golden beams , The pillow of air adorning ;
And visions of time and space and heaven The life in my heart have lulled , or riven ; And now I sink On night's dim brink , Like a soul to the grave , that is unforgiven Forlorn ! forlorn ! forlorn !—Art thou my sadness scorning (
PHOSPHOR . The starry curtain of the dawn Hath my silver hand withdrawn , Orb of evening splendid ! My joy hath not birth from thy sadness ; But the sun hath endow'd me with gladness : From the crystal height of my eastern throne I behold him ascending alone , alone ! Into heave ~ n , with eye
distended—Like a thought of God in the poet's soul ! His herald-cloud is above me , tinted With the light his purple kiss imprinted : Its foldings pallid in dew unroll , Which the lark , on my lustre calling , Imbibes in its balmy falling : I hear the star beneath me sighing With the burning love on his pale heart lying—Art thou , too , dying ?
HE 8 PER . I seek my tomb In the purpled verge of the night-cloud ' s gloom Like hope from the heart , I sink from heaven . Our queen is tranced in a ghostly swoon ; Red-banner'd Mars faints by the fainting moon , And the constellations around are driven
Into the depths of the brightening- dawn—Like dews by the sphere of a flower absorb'd , Or starting tears in the eye withdrawn ! Only thou art radiant-orb'd : The morn o ' ermantles the earth and sea—Farewell ! they need not me : O ' er the gulf of night am I clouded !
PHOSPHOR . Farewell ! lam failing like joy Which its own sweet excess doth cloy—Farewell ! in light I am shrouded !
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Phosphor and Hesper . 449
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), July 2, 1833, page 449, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2618/page/9/
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