SUNSET
[By W. F. Crawshaw (1.3 years).] The golden sun is sinking in the west, Among the tumbling clouds all soft and grey, While now in Nature’s golden splendour dress’d, The tinted hills reflect the parting day. And now the clouds a .richly-coloured train Adorn themselves to wave away the sun; And as they turn from gold to grey again, The twilight falls—another day is done.
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Evening Star, Issue 21742, 9 June 1934, Page 5
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66SUNSET Evening Star, Issue 21742, 9 June 1934, Page 5
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