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bluely gleaming, Dreaming; Chill darkness earthward falls. The last red glimmer Dimmer O'er blackened ridges crawls.

And chimes are droning, Moaning, Trembling where rocks arise; Prayers have ascended, Blended With poor men's long-drawn sighs.

Before God’s altar Falter This haggard wailing brood. But ne'er is token Spoken By God upon His rood.

And dreams are nearer, Clearer: Chill darkness earthward falls. The last red glimmer Dimmer O'er blackened ridges crawls.