September 13, 2012

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  Sunset

  by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

   

  

  After a day of cloud and wind and rain

  Sometimes the setting sun breaks out again

   

   

  

  And touching all the darksome woods with light

  Smiles on the fields until they laugh and sing

   

   

  

  Then like a ruby from the horizon's ring

   

   

  

  Drops down into the night.

   

   

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