In the world's far edges
Faint and blue,
Where the rocky ledges
Stand in view,

Fades the rosy, tender
Evening light;
Then in starry splendor
Comes the night.

So a stormy lifetime
Comes to close,
Spirit's mortal strifetime
Finds repose.

Faith and toil and vision
Crowned at last,
Failure and derision
Overpast,--

All the daylight splendor
Far above,
Calm and sure and tender
Comes thy love.

 ~ William Bliss Carman

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