The sun hung on nothing

Just as the even bell rung we set out

To wander the fields & the meadows about

& the first thing we markt that was lovly to view

Was the sun hung on nothing & bidding adieu

He seemd like a ball of pure gold in the west

In a cloud like a mountain blue dropping to rest


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