The sun is set; and in his latest beams <br />Yon little cloud of ashen gray and gold, <br />Slowly upon the amber air unrolled, <br />The falling mantle of the Prophet seems. <br />From the dim headlands many a light-house gleams, <br />The street-lamps of the ocean; and behold, <br />O'erhead the banners of the night unfold; <br />The day hath passed into the land of dreams. <br />O summer day beside the joyous sea! <br />O summer day so wonderful and white, <br />So full of gladness and so full of pain! <br />Forever and forever shalt thou be <br />To some the gravestone of a dead delight, <br />To some the landmark of a new domain.<br /><br />Henry Wadsworth Longfellow<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-summer-day-by-the-sea/
