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I saw the evening star At the very point in the sky Where the rose turned to blue; A few scattered clouds to the right and left And a great black mass of cloud below: Opal, shading into blue, filled the sky above, And the star, a great diamond of wonderous [sic] luster, Stood supreme. A symbol for jewelers To forever hold, as a perfect ideal. No other light was seen, it stood alone, And its brilliant beauty brought me thoughts of you.

I stood in the gloaming; The beauty sank into my soul; Filled me, calmed me, gave me joy. Standing thus entranced, years slipped away; And the old victor's song filled my heart. Then night came on, slowly, like music repeated In softer strain, before ceasing. So sank my star in that hour when you left me; Sank into the mist of eternity, But left its radiance and glory with me. April 6, 1914. 