The Bijou;
or Annual of Literature and the Arts
compiled by William Fraser
London: William Pickering,
1828
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| THOU lovely, smiling, evening ray, | 1 |
| How calm thou sink'st in peace away! | 2 |
| So martyrs smile amid the fire, | 3 |
| So thus is extasy [sic] expire! | 4 |
| How glow the hills, so softly bright! | 5 |
| The woods reflect a dewy light; | 6 |
| The day- star smiles on evening's grave — | 7 |
| The swan glides o'er the purple wave. | 8 |
| O Sun, fair image of our God! | 9 |
| Far onwards, to our last abode, | 10 |
| Thou lov'st to guide the wanderer's course | 11 |
| Till rapt he greet thy goldern source, | 12 |
| How brighter then, at thy departing, | 13 |
| Than when o'er hill and valley starting! | 14 |
from The Bijou, 1828, p. 80 |
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