| Show ON THE ITALIAN COAST pale evening paused on a purple peak to greet the sun ere he sank to rest her brows he kissed and her pallid chea and left a blush on her dusky breast then viewless lassos she softly threw around the necks of all living things bringing them homo in the twilight blue amid patter of feet and flutter of wings into the bine and out of the gold sea birds homo to their airy nests lowing herds to the humble fold and children home to their tonight I 1 paused on a purple peak when daylight died on the darkling main and something moistened my weary cheek As thoughts long dead came to life again but there were no lassos my birds to draw my birds my herds and my children home the night alone ans her stars I 1 saw and shadowy etnas awful dome 0 restless boull can nothing restore the pride and promise of former years or art thou a burge on yon iron shore which breaks and forever disappears william E S fales in new york world |
