To The Evening Star Poem by William Blake

To The Evening Star

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Thou fair-haired angel of the evening,
Now, whilst the sun rests on the mountains, light
Thy bright torch of love; thy radiant crown
Put on, and smile upon our evening bed!
Smile on our loves, and while thou drawest the
Blue curtains of the sky, scatter thy silver dew
On every flower that shuts its sweet eyes
In timely sleep. Let thy west wing sleep on
The lake; speak silence with thy glimmering eyes,
And wash the dusk with silver. Soon, full soon,
Dost thou withdraw; then the wolf rages wide,
And the lion glares through the dun forest.
The fleeces of our flocks are covered with
Thy sacred dew; protect with them with thine influence.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
y Dishyanthiny 07 July 2018

this is an awesome poem which describes there is a goodness of sun set.

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Heros Geo 12 February 2016

He was a kind of mystic and you can feel it in this and other poems :)

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Manonton Dalan 14 December 2015

interesting poem ////////..........

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Dawn Fuzan 14 May 2014

Well done on this poem william

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