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HESPER.
Sunset on the mountains hoary,
  Deepens into night;
Day hath lost its crown of glory,
  Life hath lost its light.

In mine eyes the tears are springing,
  For thy face I see;
In my heart its dreams are singing,
  Mournful songs of thee.

All the sunshine fled from heaven
  With thy closing eyes;
Yet on me, at lonely even,
  Clear as stars they rise.

Though the way be long and dreary
  Down the mountain's side,
I no more can call it weary,
  Thou art there my bride!