Winter's Afternoon

it is addressed thusly:
A vision.
it reads:
A summer afternoon declines, its lines
Make to seem past, some better times
Lazy perhaps, but burning off soon
The heat of such a long afternoon
Sun sinks, but slowly to the south
Let the word dusk not leave your mouth
When then our summer mood has past
It drags out - will it be autumn at last
And winter's late day is short and cool
The sun hurries to pass its rule
Suggesting rest - hearth and sleep
The north edge of the sky is deep
And it dives, fleeing the cutting wind
Whisper, heaven's lights have dimmed
Tell me of your fancy's flight --
In this, our long, dark winter's night.

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