To the evening star
TO THE EVENING STAR
by: William Blake (1757-1827)
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HOU fair-hair'd angel of the evening, - Now, whilst the sun rests on the mountains, light
- Thy bright torch of love; thy radiant crown
- Put on, and smile upon our evening bed!
- Smile on our loves, and while thou drawest the
- Blue curtains of the sky, scatter thy silver dew
- On every flower that shuts its sweet eyes
- In timely sleep. Let thy west wind sleep on
- The lake; speak silence with thy glimmering eyes,
- And wash the dusk with silver. Soon, full soon,
- Dost thou withdraw; then the wolf rages wide,
- And then the lion glares through the dun forest:
- The fleeces of our flocks are cover'd with
- Thy sacred dew: protect them with thine influence!
