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the sunset!—gorgeous sight— O'er land and sea a flood of light,
 * Like burnished gold.

To other lands he wends his way, 'Tis eve to us, to them young day
 * His gates unfold.

Say, who can view, without delight, Yon glorious, grand, and solemn sight?
 * The sun departs!

So when deep grief a scar hath made, And sin and error cast a shade
 * On human hearts.

When lives are darkened by regret, Our sun of happiness is set,
 * Yet hope lives still,

And banish'd sorrow, grief, and pain, The sun of joy may rise again,
 * If 'tis His will.

Then bid defiance to Despair, To dark Despondence, canker*d Care,
 * And all their crew.

Be sure that He who gives us light, Who rules the sun, with all its might, Would ne'er condemn to endless night
 * Myself or you.