Here you will find thePoemDay is dyingof poet George Eliot (Mary Ann Evans)
Day is dying! Float, o song, Down the westward river, Requiem chanting to the Day, Day, the mighty giver! Pierced by shafts of Time he bleeds, Melted rubies sending Through the river and the sky, Earth and heaven blending. All the long-drawn earthy banks Up to cloudland lifting: Slow between them drifts the swan 'Twixt two heavens drifting, Wings half open like a flower. In by deeper flushing, Neck and breast as virgin's pure Virgin proudly blushing. Day is dying! Float, o swan, Down the ruby river, Follow, song, in requiem To the mighty Giver!
