"Softly the evening came /with the sunset/."
"The morrow was a bright September morn; The earth was beautiful as if newborn; There was nameless splendor everywhere, That wild exhilaration in the air, Which makes the passers in the city street Congratulate each other as they meet."
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Source: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, J. D. McClatchy (2000). “Poems and Other Writings”, p.371, Library of America
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