“The dying crimson of the West
That faintly tinged his haggard cheek,
Fell on her as she stood, and shed
A glory round the patient head.”

—  Lewis Carroll , Three Sunsets and Other Poems

Three Sunsets (1861)
Three Sunsets and Other Poems (1898)

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English writer, logician, Anglican deacon and photographer 1832–1898

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