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Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Jun 5, 1901

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 27, No. 23.

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By Myra E. Burns

BEHIND the crest of yonder purpling hill, Low sinks the splendor-glowing western sun; The odorous air, profoundly, sweetly still, Proclaims, with silent voice, that day is done.
Upon the breast of Night, in sweet repose, The wearied Earth reclines her grateful head; Forgotten, all her sins and griefs and woes, She dreams Love reigns and all her sorrow sped.
Alameda, Cal. MYRA E. BURNS.