IN the wan sunlight, when the day was ending,
The chilly autumn day,
I walkt where waves dasht white and lonely, wending
Mine unforgotten way
Across the long, low sands that hem the sea,
Where in the summer days one walkt with me.
Dark clouds blew up from eastward, and the loud land
Rang with the calling wind;
The last red rays lagg'd in a desert cloudland
Of desert west behind;
And on the dull sea-line a single sail
Shone red, far-off, and faded, faint and pale.
The twilight follow'd hard the trailing sunlight
Across the yellow sands;
I walkt and was in darkness, lacking one light,
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