The Evening Star
Lo! in the painted oriel of the West,
Whose panes the sunken sun incarnadines,
Like a fair lady at her casement, shines
The evening star, the star of love and rest!
And then anon she doth herself divest
Of all her radiant garments, and reclines
Behind the sombre screen of yonder pines,
With slumber and soft dreams of love oppressed.
O my beloved, my sweet Hesperus!
My morning and my evening star of love!
My best and gentlest lady! even thus,
As that fair planet in the sky above,
Dost thou retire unto thy rest at night,
And from thy darkened window fades the light.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Sources
Poem by Henry Wadworth Longfellow is in the public domain
Picture derived by digital manipulation in Word, of Vincent Van Gough's Starry Night, the copy of Vincent Van Gogh's painting sourced from Wikipedia and is in the public domain
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