The sun now sinks behind the woodland green
& twittering spangles glow the leaves between
So bright & dazzling on the eye it plays
As if noons heats had kindld to a blaze
But soon it dims in red & heavier hues
& shows wild fancy cheated in her views
A mist like moister rises from the ground
& deeper blueness stains the distant round
The eye each moment as it gazes oer
Still loosing objects which it markd before
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