This is the land the sunset washes, These are the banks of the yellow sea; Where it rose, or whither it rushes, These are the western mystery! Night after night her purple traffic Strews the landing with opal bales; Merchantmen poise upon horizons, Dip, and vanish [with fairy sails]1.
Three Dickinson Poems
Song Cycle by Arthur Farwell (1872 - 1952)
?. The sea of sunset [sung text not yet checked]
Language: English
Text Authorship:
- by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886), no title, appears in Poems of Emily Dickinson, first published 1890
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View original text (without footnotes)1 Ippolito: "like Orioles"
Research team for this page: Emily Ezust [Administrator] , Malcolm Wren [Guest Editor]
Total word count: 49