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<h2> Eventide </h2>
<p>The day is past and the toilers cease;<br/>
The land grows dim 'mid the shadows grey,<br/>
And hearts are glad, for the dark brings peace<br/>
At the close of day.<br/>
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Each weary toiler, with lingering pace,<br/>
As he homeward turns, with the long day done,<br/>
Looks out to the west, with the light on his face<br/>
Of the setting sun.<br/>
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Yet some see not (with their sin-dimmed eyes)<br/>
The promise of rest in the fading light;<br/>
But the clouds loom dark in the angry skies<br/>
At the fall of night.<br/>
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And some see only a golden sky<br/>
Where the elms their welcoming arms stretch wide<br/>
To the calling rooks, as they homeward fly<br/>
At the eventide.<br/>
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It speaks of peace that comes after strife,<br/>
Of the rest He sends to the hearts He tried,<br/>
Of the calm that follows the stormiest life —<br/>
God's eventide.<br/></p>
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