As Philip watched the evening shine
With tiny stars to pierce the dark,
He felt a cooling calm and peace
Then dread turned on his mind to mark
With fear that all about his head
Were coffin lids to seal the dead.
Then Philip saw how dawn was cast,
How darkness bowed and night flew past.
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