Evening Star

Painting by Anthony Frederick Augustus Sandys


Thou fair hair’d angel of the evening,

Now, while the sun rests on the mountains light,

Thy bright torch of love; Thy radiant crown

Put on, and smile upon our evening bed!

Smile on our loves; and when thou drawest the

Blue curtains, scatter thy silver dew

On every flower that shuts its sweet eyes

In timely sleep. Let thy west wind sleep on

The lake; speak silence with thy glimmering eyes

And wash the dusk with silver. Soon, full, soon,

Dost thou withdraw; Then, the wolf rages wide,

And the lion glares thro’ the dun forest.

The fleece of our flocks are covered with

Thy sacred dew; Protect them with thine influence.

– Willian Blake

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