EVENING.
As shadows creep, As fades the evening sun; I rest my thoughts on Thee, The day's work done. The ill I did, The good I failed to do; Thou wilt forgive, Who knew The aim was true. The atrow cleaves the air, The ttish is vain; Save Thou inspire, and turn Our loss to gain. , E.K.P.
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Evening Star, Issue 11674, 5 February 1902, Page 7
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57EVENING. Evening Star, Issue 11674, 5 February 1902, Page 7
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