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The Coming Of The Night

What sung the crow to the dying sun,
As passed day unto night;
Beheld the moon as she begun
Her usurping of the light.
At silver light the raven calls,
A silence fills the halls.
No man can stir, no beast can bear,
The coming of night fall.

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This is one of my favourite poems. I'm glad you enjoyed it too.

No verse is free for the man who wants to do a good job. - TS Eliot

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a tasty little morsel, this. A treat for the mind and heart! Good title, superb structure and content! My favorite lines are:

At silver light the raven calls,
A silence fills the halls.

loved it!

always, Cat

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This is an excellent piece of written. But it seem to recall a poem or a part of an English play I read somewhere. I think that if a poem does that, takes me back to some great piece of writing, then that poem is written masterfully.

Eddie

LIFE ISN'T ABOUT WAITING FOR THE STORM TO PASS
IT'S ABOUT LEARNING HOW TO DANCE IN THE RAIN.
VIVIAN GREENE

Thanks Ed. Pleasure knowing that.

No verse is free for the man who wants to do a good job. - TS Eliot

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