<html xmlns:tei="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><body><h1 align="center" class="head">Evening</h1><h1 align="center" class="head"><em>(In Connaught)</em></h1><div class="stanza"><p class="line"><span class="smallcaps">Gold</span> from the edges of the horizon flowing,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:6%">A great and golden sea:</p><p class="line">The light's spilled out of heaven and flowing, growing</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:6%">A gold immensity.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">The sea-bird now has gotten a golden feather,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:6%">Gold are the Hundred Isles,</p><p class="line">Gold the white cabin like a cloud at tether</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:6%">Where the long evening smiles.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">The water-bird floats on the golden water,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:6%">Golden her wings and crest</p><p class="line">As she were Fionnuala, the King's daughter,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:6%">Preening a golden breast.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">The bog-pools now are fringed with golden lances,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:6%">The bog-cotton's aflame;</p><p class="line">Gold are the mountains that were purple as pansies,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:6%">Since the wild heather came.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">Oh, Heaven's o'er-arched with gold, that washing, flooding,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:6%">Drenches, with golden rain</p><p class="line">The Dark Rose in her splendour, dreaming, brooding,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:6%">That she is crowned again.</p></div></body></html>

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