O! The purple sunshine
Spread out on the hill,
As a pink mantle,
Of a fiery damsel
Trailing her airy raiment,
Across the crimson paths,
Of a sunset sky,
And the cloud forms lit,
In myraid hues,
A rosy grille,
A dreamland tapestry,
Decked in tipsy colors,
Of a warm brown,
Of a yellow ochre,
And a ruddy amber,
All suffused together,
In a mighty Rembrandt,
And a pastel Turner;
In a celestial glow,
The colors rush
To the sun-flushed eve,
Trembling in a moment
Of a roseate glory,
On the edge of night,
And it tiptoes
For a farewell kiss,
From a fond heaven

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