But a drowsy consciousness, a blend of dreams,
With reality's extravagant extremes;
Such the zone on slumber's verge.
STELLAR NOCTURNE
Speeds the day in silent flight, on the sombre wings of night,
As the dying sunlight glimmers in the west;
Soon the shadows cease to creep, for the sun has gone to sleep,
And the scene is wrapped in somnolence and rest.
From a solitary star, in the realms of space afar,
Faintly twinkling through the shadows of the night,