Soft as the massacre of Suns
By Evening’s Sabres slain
Emily Dickinson
Soon as dies the sunset glory,
Stars of heaven shine out above,
telling still the ancient story,
their Creators changeless love.
Jubilate! Jubilate! Jubilate! Amen!
Telling still the ancient story,
their Creators changeless love.
Samuel Longfellow
A Calm Beyond
When blows the gulf winds strong
Taking from the land the calm
We look beyond the tumult found
To the place of familiar ground
Where the river we know ever flows
Bringing peace to the Gulf of America
And we in calm known again pray
Heal the torn land beyond ole Suwannee.
John Clare
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