The Twilight Turns From Amethyst
The twilight turns from amethyst To deep and deeper blue, The lamp fills with a pale green glow The trees of the avenue. The old piano plays an air, Sedate and slow and gay; She bends upon the yellow keys, Her head inclines this way. Shy thought and grave wide eyes and hands That wander as they list, The twilight turns to darker blue With lights of amethyst.
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"The twilight turns from amethyst..."
Exploring the themes of classic, James Joyce delivers a powerful performance in "The Twilight Turns From Amethyst"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...