Gloriously wasteful, O my Lord, art thou!
Sunset faints after sunset into the night,
Splendorously dying from thy window-sill --forever. 
[Sad our poverty doth bow
Before the riches of thy making might:
Sweep from thy space thy systems at thy will --
In thee the sun sets every sunset still.]1

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• by George MacDonald (1824 - 1905), no title, appears in A Book of Strife in the Form of The Diary of an Old Soul, Entry for March Second, first published 1880 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]

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• by M. Ryan Taylor (b. 1972), "Gloriously wasteful", 2003 [ voice and piano ], from Leafs from the Diary of an Old Soul, no. 3
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