The sun set, but set not his hope:
Stars rose; his faith was earlier up:
Fixed on the enormous galaxy,
Deeper and older seemed his eye;
And matched his sufferance sublime
The taciturnity of time.
He spoke, and words more soft than rain
Brought the Age of Gold again:
His action won such reverence sweet
As hid all measure of the feat.

by Ralph Waldo Emerson

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For sleep, went everyone Good use of quatrain. Sylva
It was time for the sun To set in the west then. At the river bank site They settled for the night... great leend story and good write...
When did King Harichandran live? .Also Cupid is the Roman name for the Love god.I know he's a very ancient diety named Eros or Phanes-was he included in the ancient myths of India. What is a bund? Thanks.10
Aha! What a nice composition. Love it. 10+
Going on very interestingly. As i already stated it is very difficult to form a structure to this kind poetry. But it is amazing Sir you achieved more than perfectly. sathya narayana
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