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 "MY PEACE I LEAVE WITH YOU"

E pondered long, and watched the darkening space Close the red portals whence the hours had run, As like young wistful angels, one by one, The stars cast timid flowers about His face. "Yea, now another scarlet day is done!" He cried in anguish, and with sudden grace Stretched forth His arms, as though He would erase The few, dim embers of the scattered sun.

"The scarlet day is done, and soon the light Will wake again my desecrated skies. Oh, that another dawn might never rise! — My foolish children!" Through the vast of night The young stars shivered in a silver horde Before the Infinite Sorrow of their Lord. 55