| Higginson and Bigelow, comps. American Sonnets. 1891. | | | | Last Light | | By Ralph Adams Cram (18631942) |
| | | AS when, aweary, with the dying day | |
| The traveler stands silent on the height | |
| So hardly won, and wistful sees the night | |
| Grow in the east along the path that lay | |
| Dawn-lit long hours before, now fading gray, | 5 |
| Through wreathing, rising mistslo! full in sight | |
| Lie the broad fields, hills, forests, rivers white, | |
| That vanished as he passed them on his way. | |
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| So, on Times wind-swept summit, when at last | |
| The farthest height is reached and the great sea | 10 |
| Lies round the sun of life, the long dead past | |
| Flames in the sunset fire of memory, | |
| Forbid forever. And the night sweeps past | |
| Across the ocean of Eternity. | | | | |
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