The Sunset Of Romanticism
How beautiful a new sun is when it rises, flashing out its greeting, like an explosion! Happy, whoever hails with sweet emotion its descent, nobler than a dream, to our eyes! I remember! Ive seen all, flower, furrow, fountain, swoon beneath its look, like a throbbing heart Lets run quickly, its late, towards the horizon, to catch at least one slanting ray as it departs! But I pursue the vanishing God in vain: irresistible Night establishes its sway, full of shudders, black, dismal, cold: an odour of the tomb floats in the shadow, at the swamps edge, feet faltering I go, bruising damp slugs, and unexpected toads.
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