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But then the sunset smiled,
Smiled once and turned toward dark,
Above the distant, wavering line of trees that filed
Along the horizon's edge;
Like hooded monks that hark
Through evening air
The call to prayer;--
Smiled once, and faded slow, slow, slow away;
When, like a changing dream, the long cloud-wedge,
Grew saffron underneath, and ere I knew,
The interspace, green-blue--
The whole, illimitable, western, skyey shore,
The tender, human, silent sunset smiled once more.