AT SUNSET

By Don Marquis

THE sun-god stooped from out the sky

To kiss the flushing sea,

While all the winds of all the world

Made jovial melody;

The night came hurrying up to hide

The lovers with her tent;

The governed thunders, rank on rank,

Stood mute with wonderment;

The pale worn moon, a jealous shade,

Peered from the firmament;

The early stars, the curious stars,

Came peering forth to see

What mighty nuptials shook the world

With such an ecstasy

Whenas the sun-god left the sky

To mingle with the sea.